Yes, Roza. I Did Want You. I

That's Smart. Once Sonya's Able To Talk, We'll Need To Move." He Smiled. "sydney's Turning Into A Battle Mastermind." "hey, She's Not In Charge Here," I Teased. "she's Just A Soldier." "right." He Lightly Brushed His Fingers Against My Cheek. "sorry, Captain." "general," I Corrected, Catching My Breath At That Brief Touch.

My Mom Beat Me Up," I Informed My Reflection. It Looked Back Sympathetically.

She Is Mine, And I Am Hers.

You And I Have Never Liked Each Other, Rose. If I’ve Got To Kill Someone, It Might As Well Be You.

Well, You've Finally Got A License To Kill. It's About Time.