“I squinted one of my eyes at Daniel.“What are you doing?” he asked.“This is me, giving you the side eye.” I continued to squint.“Well, you look like you’re having a stroke”

“He squinted, as if he could shut out my damned, unreasonable request, then relaxed and opened his eyes again. "I'm an Aeolus, okay?""A what?" Kat asked."Like on a breast?" Scott looked at him in confusion. Kat buried her face in one of her hands."Like a windkeeper, you jackass.”

“What is that?” I asked, squinting at the vertical symbols.“It’s Hebrew,” Travis smiled.“What does it mean?”“It says, ‘I belong to my beloved, and my beloved is mine.”My eyes darted to his. “You weren’t happy with just one tattoo, you had to get two?”“It’s something I always said I would do when I met The One. I met you…I went and got the tats.” His smile faded when he saw my expression. “You’re pissed, aren’t you?” he said, pulling his shirt down.”

“Now, here. The Warlord sent a likeness of himself.” Sally frowned, but leaned in for a good long stare. “He looks like a dirty fingerprint.” “Of course he doesn’t,” replied her father, squinting at the portrait. “You can see his eyes, right there.” “I thought those were his nostrils.” “Well, you’re not going to be picky, are you? At least he has a face.” “Yes,” Sally replied dryly. “What a miracle.”

“I can, with one eye squinted, take it all as a blessing.”

“Where's your hat?"He squints at me. "Mer? Is that you? Do I need my scarf? Will it be cold, Mummy?”