That Shay was in possesion of hand grenades was a comforting thought showed what kind of night this had become.

Maybe this was how you stayed sane in wartime: a handful of noble deeds amid the chaos.

You’d best ask the lady boffin, sir,” Newkirk said. “Midshipmen aren’t allowed to have opinions.

Do you love him?" Deryn swallowed, then pointed at the screen. "He makes me feel like that. Like flying.

That letter was your whole future, you daft prince." "It was my past. I lost that the night my parents died. But I found you, Deryn. Maybe I wasn't meant to end the war, but I was meant to find you. I know that. You've saved me from having any reason to keep going." "We save each other. That's how it works.

you dont see me, now you do, but only if i want you to

Maybe that was the price of loving someone: You lost your grasp of where they ended and you began.