“Okay,' I said quietly. 'I'll do whatever you say. Just remember not to talk down to me. I'm not your student anymore. I'm your equal now.'He glanced away from the side of the road just long enough to give me a surprised look. 'You've always been my equal, Roza.”
“No, no. It's always a good time for you to call, Roza.”
“Roza. You forgot my first lesson: Don’t hesitate.”- Dimitri Belikov (Blood Promise)”
“You're beautiful, Roza. So beautiful it hurts me.”
“You did good Roza. Very good. Now sleep.”
“Roza." His voice had that same wonderful lowness, the same accent . . . itwas all just colder. "You forgot my first lesson: Don’t hesitate.”