I'm always at least ten minutes early.

It’s okay. Everything’s going to be okay. You can let go of the sword." "I can’t. I can’t leave him alone. I have to protect him." "You have.

Wow. What'd he do to deserve that? Rescue orphans from a burning building? If so, you might want to make sure he didn't set the building on fire in the first place.

You two are a match made in heaven. Or somewhere.

You were totally unprepared for her.” “That's for damned sure.

I always love seeing what worries you. Strigoi? No. Questionable food? Yes.

Oh God. Why, oh why, did I have to be the one to deliver this news? Why couldn’t I be locked away in my room or the library doing something enjoyable, like homework?