This Is Very Domestic Of You," He

Yeah? What'd You Name All Those Cats?" Death, Famine, Pestilence, War, And Mr. Whiskers." You Named Your Cats After The Riders Of The Apocal--wait. Mr. Whiskers?" Well, There Are Only Four Horsemen.

Dont Worry, Roza, I'm Not Afraid. I'll Take Whatever Heat They Give Me Over Being With You. It's Worth It.

You Were Totally Unprepared For Her.” “that's For Damned Sure.

Okay," I Said, Clasping Her Hand. "i Swear It. The Next Time I Do Something Stupid That Might Get Me Killed, You Can Come Along.

Is It Possible To Specialize In More Than One Element?" She Laughed And Shook Her Head. "no. Too Much Power. No One Could Handle All That Magic, Not Without Losing Her Mind." Oh. Great.