I felt a strange fluttering sensation in my chest. Butterflies, cardiac arrest . . . it was hard to say what exactly.

I love you, and beneath all that logic, calculation, and superstition, I know you love me too.

You look confused," said Adrian. I shook my head and sighed. "I think I'm just overthinking things." He nodded solemnly. "That's why I try to never do it.

We were going to kill ourselves in trying to kill each other.

Ah, those two. In a fight, they’re lethal. Around each other, they melt.

That's smart. Once Sonya's able to talk, we'll need to move." He smiled. "Sydney's turning into a battle mastermind." "Hey, she's not in charge here," I teased. "She's just a soldier." "Right." He lightly brushed his fingers against my cheek. "Sorry, Captain." "General," I corrected, catching my breath at that brief touch.

My mind... It's who I am. I think I'd rather suffer any other injury in the world than have my mind tampered with.