“Technology doesn’t change people’s basic needs or their natures.”

“There’s another story I know. This one doesn’t have any swords or visions. This one is about a boy who found a girl during a terrible time.” “How did it turn out?” “I don’t know, but I do know the boy doesn’t regret it. Not a minute. No matter how it turns out. Because he’s been waiting for this girl from the time she was born, and if it takes another thousand years to meet her again, he’d wait again. Whatever it takes.”

“I caught his hand. “What do you want me to do?”Leaning down, he kissed the pulse beating on my neck just above the damaged skin. “Tomorrow, I need you to die.”

“The last declaration he'd made to me hung between us. The L word. The one that had nothing to do with like.”

“Plus, I happened to be a history nerd. Why else would I be interested in a guy born in the year 519?”

“The combination of razor-sharp wit (completely real) and his credentials (completely fake) had won them over in the end.”

“Well, can you tell her that?"He looked down at his feet. "I will. I will."Guy-speak for, "I plan to keep avoiding her until she gives up.”