“Marc ducked, holstered his weapon. “You want to play? Have it your way.” But then Darcangelo was behind him. “I’ve got this, Hunter. You go find the girl’s dad. I’ll handle Karate Kid here. I haven’t had a good workout in weeks.”

“You didn't see him watching you dance with your dad. His eyes got all shiny. I thought he was going to cry. And on the way up here, in the elevator, he tried to play it off, but I could totally tell he was nervous.”

“Darcangelo winced, gritted his teeth "Want to tell me why ... you're sitting here cuddling me, Hunter?""Rossiter says I have to keep you warm. He thinks you're in shock or some shit."Despite his words and the tone of his voice, there was really worry on Hunter's face. "Great. Thanks." Darcangelo's head fell back to rest against Hunter's vest, the big guy's strength clearly spent. A muscle clenched in Hunter's jaw. "Hey, don't mention it--ever.”

“Touch me again, chakaar, and I’ll ram this into your carotid artery.”“I haven’t got one.”“Then I’ll have to keep stabbing you until I find somewhere else that bleeds copiously.”

“You just need to know, I gotta fight to keep what we got so we can build on it, I will. Him, your Dad, you, I don’t give a fuck. In my life, I’ve learned when to let shit go and when to fight. This, babe, what we got, I’ll fight for.”

“Assuming I survive our hunt for the Horcruxes, I’ll find Mum and Dad and lift the enchantment. If I don’t – well, I think I’ve cast a good enough charm to keep them safe and happy. Wendell and Monica Wilkins don’t know that they’ve got a daughter, you see.”