By the way, I know about the kiss." Then the door clicks shut behind him.

I don't care if you got knocked up. I can still rip your throat out

‎What is to prevent, say, an uprising?

And suddenly, it's as if there's no one in the world but these two, crashing through space to reach each other. They collide, enfold, lose their balance, and slam against a wall, where they stay. Clinging into one being. Indivisible.

Yes, it's your fault I'm alive.

Maybe I'll be like the man in the Hanging Tree still waiting for an answer.' Gale who I have never seen cry has tears in his eyes. To keep them from spilling over. I reach forward and press my lips against his. We taste of heat, ashes and misery.

But just the fact that he was sparkling leads me to doubt everything that happened.