“Too bad you need both hands for crawling," I said. "We could use some sunshine in here.""Next time, I'll be sure to ask the sprites for a flashlight.""And a bottle of water. I think I've swallowed enough dust to shit a brick later.”

“Girlfriend? Presume much?""Probably, yes." He turned his head, breath tickling my cheek. "I told you yesterday, Evy, you have healing to do, and I'll be here for you. Whatever it takes.”

“Six flights up I smelled it. Faint at first and then gradually stronger - the eye-watering stench of fermented sugar. I felt like I was walking into a distillery, and that clued me in as to who we were visiting. [...] I'm still waiting for some brave soul to start marketing Gremlin Piss Schnapps.”

“I told myself that was why, that I wasn’t bringing you back because it hurt too much to lose you. That a lifetime without free will wasn’t worth three moredays with you. That wasn’t good enough. I had to do it for the right reasons, you know. For them, not for us.”

“If you ever come home with fleas, I'm dumping you.”

“You're alive." Wyatt's voice had never sounded so...small. "You were dead, but Christ, Evy, you're alive.”

“I wish I could show you the little village where I was born. It's so lovely there...I used to think it too small to spend a life in, but now I'm not so sure.”