claire:dont do anything dumb or ill kill you myself shane:ouch girl whatever happend to unconditional love around here

You've turned into quite a bossy little thing," Myrnin said. "I think I might like it.

It's a sad day when Myrnin is the safe choice, she thought. Apparently, he thought so, too, because he gave her a long, troubled look before pressing his thumb to a glass plate inside the room and opening the door.

Rambo was a Green Beret," Hannah said. "Please. We eat those army boys for breakfast.

What's possible?” - she asked “Anything,” he said absently. “But that’s not what I was talking about. Oh, hello, Claire. You’re in good time. I need an extra pair of hands.” “As long as I keep them attached,” she said, which earned her a startled stare. “The things you say to me, you’d think I was some sort of monster.” -- Myrnin and Claire

What do you think it is?" "It could be anything from a lawn trimmer to a bomb, for all I know." "I would never build a lawn trimmer," Myrnin said. "What did the lawn ever do to me?

Sure. Knock yourself out. No, really. Hammer to the head, works every time.” Claire