How can you tell? That I like books, I mean. The look on your face when you walked in, somehow I doubted you were that impressed by me.

The only way that we can protect each other is if we are together. If we face things together. If we trust each other.

Will turned around slowly, wiping blood from his face. "You're glaring at me," he said to Magnus. "You look like Church before he bites someone.

I can trust you, Jessie, but you're clearly not well enough to go. Which is unfortunate, since Aloysius always had a weakness for a pretty face." "Even more reason why I should go," said Will.

Oh, God, the lovebirds,” Magnus said, pulling the pillow off his face. “I hate happy couples.

You're staring at me," Simon said. "Why are you staring at me? Have I got something on my face?