“Break the wrist, walk away.”
“Just so you know... Even if I don't break it... alot of people break their own Egg. All those adults walking around with tired faces... they've thrown away the "person they want to be.”
“All right. Normal rules apply.""Right."The man walked off, leaving us."What are the normal rules?" I asked."He walks away and has a tea break and doesn't ask any questions.”
“When he inches into me, I feel the pain, but I also feel the invisible chains around my wrists break and shatter.”
“She walked beside Jared, four inches of rain-dashed darkness between her hanging wrist and his.”
“You can't just go around touching someone's butt uninvited and expect to walk away without the owner of that butt using your face to break a few tables, right?”