“A vampire is branding girls, okay?" I ignored his refusal. "Something about that just feels wrong to me.""I would hope so.”

“The feeling that I was about to do something without being sure of the outcome. The feeling of just jumping off something and hoping that the ground would be there when I landed. - Amy”

“Let me get this straight. I tell you I am a 185 year old vampire, and that you’re okay with. But angel incarnate you refuse to believe?”

“Okay, okay.” I set my hand on top of his and guide it to my chest, so it’s right over my heart. “Feel my heartbeat. Can you feel it?”“Yes.”“Feel how steady it is?”“It’s fast.”“Yes, well, that has nothing to do with the box.” I wince as soon as I’m donespeaking. I just admitted to something. Hopefully he doesn’t realize that.”

“If you feel that everything's too damn okay,then it is just a sign that something is wrong.”

“Look at it his way- I'm hoping I can track down a vampire I'm actually allowed to kill, okay?”