“Fitz: How bad is it?Nighteyes: Mind your own business.Fitz: You ARE my business.Nighteyes: Sharing pain doesn’t loosen it.Fitz: I’m not sure about THAT.”

“Fitz: Shall we get up tomorrow and go looking for a wild pig?Nighteyes: I didn’t lose any wild pigs, did you?”

“Ren grinned. “So… you and lady tigers, eh? Is there something you want share, Kishan?”Kishan shoved a forkful of dinner into his mouth and mumbled, “How about I share my fist with your face?”“Wow. Sensitive, I’m sure your lady tiger friends were all very attractive. So am I an uncle?”

“Nothing about this thing we have is a bad thing. I’m not gonna lie about it: I don’t deserve you. I’m sure as hell not good enough for you, but as long as you want me, I’m all yours.”

“This country life doesn’t look so bad from the window. It melts your heart. It warms your soul.lets you think about the possibility of quiet and how quiet is beautiful when seen through the proper lenses and mind-set.”

“No, I mean I can't kiss you while you think about your brother."My grip on his shirt loosened. It did sound bad when he phrased it like that.”