I bet you never thought the hardest part of finding your ‘saviorʹ would be getting her mom to let her stay out past curfew.

Oh," he said to Kiyo, voice completely devoid of emotion. "I see. It's your turn again.

She didnʹt know if she could carry on by herself, but then, she realized that if this wasnʹt a dream—and dear God, did it feel real—there was no magic ʺstopʺ in real life. If she couldnʹt deal with loneliness in a dream, she never would be able to while waking.

We need to get inside. I think my hair gel’s frozen.

I certainly hadn't expected to walk away from today's trip with joint custody of a miniature dragon.

God, I got lucky. If I'd hurt it, it would have put me out of practice for a while.” Smiling, he returned to his chair. "I know. You kept telling me that while I was carrying you. You were very upset.” "You...you carried me here?” "After we broke the bench apart and freed your foot.” Man. I'd missed out on a lot. The only thing better than imagining Dimitri carrying me in his arms was imagining him shirtless while carrying me in his arms.

You forgot my first lesson: don't hesitate.