ʺwe Need Someone To Get The Roomʹs

He's An Angel. Isn't He Supposed To Love Everyone, Even The Damned? Especially When Said Damned Are His Drinking Buddies.

Are You Some Kind Of Mutant Human? Like A Fire User? And I Use Mutant As A Compliment, You Know. I Wouldn’t Think Less Of You.

Hey Rose, Welcome Back. You Still Breaking Hearts?" "are You Volunteering?" His Grin Widened." Let's Hang Out Sometime And Find Out. If You Ever Get Parole.

Yet, It Had Been Dimitri’s Gentleness And Thoughtfulness Mixed With That Deadliness That Made Him So Wonderful. The Same Hands That Wielded Stakes With Such Precision Would Carefully Brush The Hair Out Of My Face. The Eyes That Could Astutely Spot Any Danger In The Area Would Regard Me Wonderingly And Worshipfully, Like I Was The Most Beautiful And Amazing Woman In The World.

You Forget: I Have An Addictive Personality. I'm Addicted To You. Somehow I Think You Could Do All Sorts Of Bad Things To Me, And I'd Still Come Back To You. Just Keep Things Honest, Okay? Tell Me What You're Feeling. If You're Feeling Something For Dimitri That's Confusing You, Tell Me. We'll Work It Out.