“Are you an Is there? or a There isn’t! kind of person? I’m more of an Is there isn’t? kind of guy.”
“I’m not denying their kindness,” said the Rani. “But after all kindness isn’t the only virtue.”
“I eat overcast skies for breakfast, because sunlight isn’t filling enough. As a lover, I’m a bring-my-own-umbrella kind of guy, because a soup bowl doesn’t offer enough space or protection.”
“Fine,” Kyle said. “I’m a werewolf. I’m not part of a pack, but I do have an alliance. Have you heard of the Praetor Lupus?”“I’ve heard of lupus,” said Simon. “Isn’t it a kind of disease?”
“This isn’t a good idea. This isn’t right.”....“There’s all kinds of right,” he murmured. “On the spectrum, we’re still in the safe zone.”
“You don’t know what year it is?” “Kind of a dull question to ask someone if I did, isn’t it?”