Humor was a good way to hide the pain.

I tried very hard. But I can't help it. The Fates are cruel. They sent you to me, my brave one, knowing that you would break my heart.

We can’t make a portal—” “We’ve got a flying boat,” Carter offered.

Tell the sun and stars hello for me.

A surgeon would never hesitate to amputate a rotting hand, no matter how faithfully it had served its owner in the past.

I try very hard to be annoying. Don’t insult my ability to annoy.

A telkhine was hunched over a console, but he was so involved with his work, he didn't notice us. He was about five feet tall, with slick black seal fur and stubby little feet. He had the head of a Doberman, but his clawed hands were almost human. He growled and muttered as he tapped on his keyboard. Maybe he was messaging his friends on uglyface.com.