So. You’re Saying My Sister’s Dressed Like

Unbelievable," I Said. "first You Wanted To Hide Her Away To Keep You Alive. Now You Actually Want Her Out In The World To Use Her Compulsion For Your Own Psycho Plans.

Do You Think That's, Like, Real Bacon?" I Whispered To Sydney And Dimitri. "and Not Like Squirrel Or Something?" "looks Real To Me," Said Dimitri. "i'd Say So Too", Said Sydney "though, I Guarantee It's From Their Own Pigs And Not A Grocery Store." Dimitri Laughed At Whatever Expression Crossed My Face. "i Always Love Seeing What Worries You. Strigoi? No. Questionable Food? Yes.

You And I Aren't Friends Either.

You're Not As Much Of A Lost Cause As She Was. I Mean, With Her, I Had To Overcome Her Deep, Epic Love With A Russian Warlord. You And I Just Have To Overcome Hundreds Of Years' Worth Of Deeply Ingrained Prejudice And Taboo Between Our Two Races. Easy.

As I’d Observed, It Was Clear That Rose Was Willing To Do Anything And Fight Anyone To Protect Her Friend. I Admired That—i Admired That A Lot—but It Didn’t Stop Me From Striking Out To Block Her.