“Jack laughed, a quick, surprised chuckle. “God, all I wanted these past months was the chance for you to get on my nerves.”

“Where the hell do you get your nerve? From a Cracker Jack box.”

“Surprise widened his eyes as he stepped back. "Caving in so easily?""Caving in?" I laughed without feeling. "I just want you out of my face."Daemon chuckled deeply. "Keep telling yourself that, Kitten.""Keep using your ego steroids.”

“I guess it doesn’t make sense to hate you anymore. As Lorelei is so quick to say, the past is the past and it can do us no harm unless we let it. (Jack)”

“Jack: "Isn't your real name like Seven or Thirteen or something like that? I don't get why you picked Six. it's possibly the worst number you could pick." Six: "I'm going to accept your insults for that they are. Just your way of burying your devastation over my impending absence." Jack: Bury my insults wherever you want. There'll be more to come when you get back in six months.”

“And he likes to torment me, and laughs when I get upset when he does. No, of course not. I do not love Jack Elliot. He is low and coarse and a soldier, and not the kind of man I want to spend my life with.”