Love And Loyalty Runs Deeper Than Blood.

"well, You've Finally Got A License To Kill. It's About Time." I Turned And Met The Amused Eyes Of Christian Ozera, A Onetime Annoyance Who'd Become A Good Friend. So Good, In Fact, That In My Joyous Zeal, I Reached Out And Hugged Him - Something He Clearly Didn't Expect. I Was Surprising Everyone Today. "whoa, Whoa," He Said Backing Up, Flushing. "it Figures. You're The Only Girl Who'd Get All Emotional About The Thought Of Killing. I Don't Even Want To Think About What Goes On When You And Ivashkov Are Alone."

You’re A Terrible Liar, Sage, But I’m Still Touched You’d Attempt It For My Sake. A For Effort.

I Love You, And Beneath All That Logic, Calculation, And Superstition, I Know You Love Me Too.

Don't Get Caught Up In Fashion Games. These Kids Probably Think We're Old, Nark Conformists Or Something, But Really, They're Just Conforming In Their Own Ways. They're Conforming To Nonconformity.

Don't Beat Yourself Up Over What You Could Have Or Should Have Done. The Past Is Gone. Move On To The Future.