Anyway, I was the one in real danger. I got cornered by a pack of wild sorority girls in the food court. Apparently it's mating season.

She wasn't feeling nothing. She was feeling too much. She was blocking it all out. That was a survival skill, and her still-beating heart was proof that it worked.

Can we save the live demo for later, please? Bean Sidhe in angst, here.

So, you reap souls and crush hopes? Is that part of the job, or just a service you offer for free?

Sometimes I suspected Ryan was merely visiting the real world, on vacation from his permanent residence in la-la land.

If she were going to die, I'd already be screaming. I'm a female bean sidhe. That's what we do.

Maybe I won't look so bad when you're not standing next to me.