“You don’t play fair.' I pout. 'I know.”
“When is your birthday?” (…)Wide silver-gold eyes swung to him. “You don’t know?”“No.”Pouting, she twirled a strand of her hair. “How can you not know?”“Do you know mine?” he asked.“Of course I do. It’s the day you met me.”
“I knew it would soon be the end, so I played the part, you know, the part of-how shall I say, I don’t know.”
“This really isn’t fair,” Mena said. “What is ‘fair’?” asked one of the watchers called Devoth. “I don’t know this word.”
“Female, I give you fair warning: you are playing with fire" - Tegan to Elise (Midnight Awakening”
“You wouldn’t be here if you didn’t care, Abby.”“I don’t.” She glared at him, so full of life she almost glowed.“You do.” He kissed the pouting lips lightly. “And I’m going to keep you.”