“Sophie shook her head, completely unable to speak. Posy had knocked her breath clear to Scotland.”

“Byrd: It is important because we are giving her something to take away with her when she goes.Lalo: What will she take with her?Byrd: Us.Sophie: And what will we have when she's gone?Byrd looked at Sophie and shook her head because she couldn't speak”

“Clearly she was expected to say something, but panic at having to speak stole the thoughts from her head.”

“I've got a hangover!" "No, you hit your head on the floor," Sophie said. Howl rose up on his hands and knees with a scramble. "I can't stay," he said. "I've got to rescue that fool Sophie." "I'm here!" Sophie shook his shoulder. "But so is Mis Angorian! Get up and do something about her!”

“He closed his eyes, shook his head. If he could get her alone somewhere, somewhere completely private, he'd kill her. He would break a rock over her head and split her skull open so that he could see, just for a second, what the fuck was in her mind.”

“Tessa exhaled. She hadn't realized that she had been holding her breath until that moment. Will must have heard her, for he raised his head and his gaze met hers across the clearing. Something in it made her look away. Agony stripped so raw was not meant for her eyes.”