Dylan sighed. Some days he sighed more than others, and some days it seems like he did nothing but. He had a face that could have been on a Roman coin, and I'd heard his real name was something unpronouncable and Goth. Not like black-lipstick-and-angst, but actual barbarian.
Lili St. CrowAnd that must be Mr.Graves. My, aren't you the handsome one? If I had space free on my guards I might almost break the tradition and offer you a Trial challenge."
"That's assuming I'd take it."
[...]
"Oh, Kir. Relax. Mr. Graves has a sarcastic sense of humor. It's something to apreciate in a man. Boy humor is so juvenile."
"It wasn't sarcasm. It was pointiong out a fallacy in your logic, babe."
Anna's jaw actually dropped.
Maybe it was tact that made Benjamin sigh. He didn't roll his eyes or look pained, which was pretty damn magnanimous of him.
Lili St. CrowI don't have an accent. Northerners just talk funny.
Lili St. CrowI guess since the groin is the center of a guy's world, he rarley guesses it isn't the center of yours.
Lili St. CrowI wasn't sure if the word boys should mean dim or incomprehensible. I was hovering between the two, with a healthy dose of testosterone-poisoned.
Lili St. CrowAnna never wanted to walk when she could be carried, your mother wanted to walk when she could fly, and you want to run before you can walk.
Lili St. CrowMots clés dru-anderson
First one's free.
Lili St. CrowYou know how when you’re reminded of things, and you can’t shut it off quick
enough?" Like, before it slips the knife in and twists? Like that.
I'm here to help you, fucking morons.
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