“I'm fine, thanks for not asking.”
“I just swallow hard.Nod and smile.One foot in front of the other.I'm fine, thanks for not asking.”
“When you're involved in an accident and someone asks "are you alright?" Yes fine thanks, I'll just pick up my limbs and be off. ”
“This is another one that perplexes me."Would you like your milk in a bag?""No, I think it's fine inside that plastic jug, but thanks for asking first!!”
“Fine! I'll throw on some clothes. Turn around. I'm in my pj's""I'm a guy. That's like asking a kid not to glance at the candy counter.”
“I'm not asking you to come-""Thanks." Vol studies herself in the cracked mirror and secures the braid with the tie."I'm telling you to come." Kira's mouth hardens. "This is not optional.”