“My need for him was almost palpable because any time that wasn't spent in his arms was just... wasted. Our time was always so limited.”
“Any time not spent on love is wasted.”
“Time spent arguing is, oddly enough, almost never wasted.”
“We told him to get on with it. We liked wasting time, but almost nothing was more annoying than having our wasted time wasted on something not worth wasting it on.”
“...the worst aspect of our time is prejudice... In almost everything I've written, there is a thread of this - man's seemingly palpable need to dislike someone other than himself.”
“But he’s never been interested in me, and the last time I made a move on him, Caillen almost tore my arm out of its socket. Lesson learned. Syn off-limits. (Kasen)”