“You should probably stay away from me," I say, resting my head on my knees. "I'm a mess.”
“Don’t you think it’s best that you stay away from mortals? You know they break so easily these days.”
“It’s hard to drink when you dance. And it’s hard to dance when you drink.”
“Don't you have a religion?" Dorolow asked Horza."Yes," he replied, not taking his eyes away from the screen on the wall above the end of the main mess-room table. "My survival.""So... your religion dies with you. How sad," Dorolow said, looking back from Horza to the screen. The Changer let the remark pass.”
“I told myself to just stay away from you and let you be mad at me, because I do have so many issues that I'm not ready to share with you yet. And I tried so hard to stay away, but I can't.”