That's another one of Sandor's rules for hiding in plain sight: always appear to be weaker than I actually am. Never push it.

That's another one of Sandor's rules for hiding in plain sight: always appear to be weaker than I actually am. Never push it.

I know what I'm capable of; I am a soldier now, a warrior. I am someone to fear, not hunt.

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

There were hugs. There were words said by each of them. I don't remember what they were. Nothing haunts me more.

You lie long enough and you start to get used to it.

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?