I Suppose A Fire That Burns That

A Lot Can Happen To A Person's Appearance In Three Months.

Lies Require Commitment.

Do Remember, Though, That Sometimes The People You Oppress Become Mightier Than You Would Like.

But I Think That No Matter How Smart, People Usually See What They're Already Looking For, That's All.

He Pushes His Hair, Soaked From The Snow, Out Of His Eyes. "so What Are We Going To Do, Break A Window? Look For A Back Door?" "i'm Just Going To Walk In," I Say. "i'm Her Son." "you Also Betrayed Her And Left The City When She Forbade Anyone From Doing That," He Says, "and She Sent People After You To Stop You. People With Guns." "you Can Stay Here If You Want," I Say. "where The Serum Goes, I Go," He Says. "but If You Get Shot At, I'm Going To Grab It And Run." "i Don't Expect Anything More." He Is A Strange Sort Of Person.