“Just my luck,' sighed the endolg. 'Twenty million people in the Realm and I get locked up with a wuss.”
“I didn't feel strong. I felt like a big ball of wuss that wanted to curl up in my bed and never get out.”
“Just my luck, if I believed in luck. I only believe in the opposite of luck, whatever that is.”
“It was worth saving up all my luck until now, because it means I get to spend the rest of my life with you.”
“Buck up,” she whispered to him. “Don’t be such a wuss.”
“And the whole huge town of a million people was locked in a sort of violent inertia, a nightmare of noise without movement.”