“I'm all for getting trashed," I confess."I'm sure you are, except I'll clue you in on a little something: when it's over, your problems still exist.”
“And make sure you tell daddyThat I'm still his little girlYeah I still feel like I'm where I'm supposed to beBut don't forget to remember me”
“We also mark what's ours. And as I'm not going to see you for twelve hours, I think I'll leave a little more all over you.”
“So what do you have to confess now?"I don't know why I'm saying any of this, except that it's the truth. "I'm confessing that I don't know if I'm ready for this.""What is 'this'?"Being open. Being hurt. Liking. Not being liked. Seeing the flicker on. Seeing the flicker off. Leaping. Falling. Crashing.”
“What was your name again?""Still Eve.""No, I'm sure it's something else. That doesn't seem right.”
“I'll obey you now," said Runnel.Brick laughed. "Except when you think I'm wrong.”