She is mine, and I am hers.

If you touch me, I said pleasantly, "I'll provide you with the ability to see if you can heal yourself. Then we'd see how bad ass you really are."

I'll just love you whether you want me to or not.

Considering Adrian had once gotten bored while reading while reading a particularly long menu, I had a hard time imagining he'd read the Hugo book in any language.

Was Deirdre right about me purposely wanting relationships that were impossible?

You got some cheap foreign labor to protect Lissa?

Right. Because there’s no bigger sign of commitment than a Halloween dance