Because that's what you and I do, protect each other.
It takes ten times as long to put yourself back together as it does to fall apart.
The pain over my heart returns, and from it I imagine tiny fissures spreading out into my body. Through my torso, down my arms and legs, over my face, leaving it crisscrossed with cracks. One good jolt...and I could shatter into strange razor-sharp shards.
Do you really know what's going on And if you don't... find out
the evil thing is inside, not out.
It's your own fault for being so camera-ready," I tell Gale. If looks could kill.