I am her tribute. Survival is my gift to her.

I guess I had this silly notion that things would be different now, since I was different.

Those things that are the most obvious are the very things we've most likely to overlook.

I don’t know; I still like the name Six. Maren Elizabeth was when I was a different person, and right now Six just feels right. It can be short for something if someone asks.” Sam looks over. “For what? Sixty?

I can’t help blushing and looking down at my feet. “It was nothing.” “It was literally everything to me.” I look up, putting on my best version of Eight’s teasing smile. “In that case, I think I deserve more than a gross hot dog.” Eight clasps his hands across his chest like I’ve wounded him. “You’re right! I’m a fool to think my life could be traded for a hot dog.” He grabs my hand and gets down on one knee, pressing his forehead to the back of my hand. “My savior, what can I ever do to repay you?

I've been waiting a long to to meet you

We will not conquer our obstacles by running away from them. Speed does not matter, just that we do not stop.