“Is that what you are calling it? A message? It felt more like emotional terrorism to me.-Zephyr”

“You make me want more- more time, more of your love, more of you.”

“Did she go postal?” Russell grins at him, “You know, for pullin’ her portal on the island and sendin’ her to your safe house before the fight?”“Define postal?” Zephyr counters, his brows pulling together further.“Insanely angry,” Russell says.“Yes,” Zephyr nods his head adamantly, pointing at him. “She has not called me ‘sweetie’ since.”“Oooo,” Russell says, ducking his head and wrinkling his nose. “Doghouse.”

“I'm here because of the way she loves me with no reservations. She doesn't hold anything back, but gives it all to me as if there was no one else like me in the universe. She has no idea that she alone is the unique being.”

“Russell?”“Yeah! You got my back now?” Russell asks in a sour tone, looking over the railing from the tower above. “’Cuz one of them freaky demon things almost ate me after y’all left!”“A Riser nearly ate you?” Reed asks with humor in his tone“Yeah, whatever—it’s not funny!” he calls down, sounding irritated. “Next time, I want Zee for my wingman.”“That is because I am the ultimate assassin,” Zephyr replies from behind Reed.”

“I have learned something in the length of time that I have been here. This is temporary. Everything changes, whether you will it to or not. What you feel now will eventually fade and you will cease to remember it, until you need the information that you learned from it to survive, then it will be there for you.”

“I don't know which is more difficult: going on alone to an unknown destination, or having to remain behind to watch the one you love leave. Those of us who have had to remain behind, we know that it's a cut that never heals...it just continues to bleed--to burn inside of you.”