When Gansey was polite, it made him powerful. When Adam was polite, he was giving power away.

Is this thing safe?""Safe as life," Gansey replied.

I wish you could be kissed, Jane,' he said. 'Because I would beg just one off you. Under all this.' He flailed an arm toward the stars.

Did you get notes for me?""No", Ronan replied,"I thought you were dead in a ditch.

It’s always fish with you,' Blue said, but she laughed as they tickled round her throat and hands. Gansey glanced at her and away, reaching for another leaf to press into service. Joy gleamed between both of them; how purely and simply Blue and Gansey loved the magic of this place.

Adam understood, then, that Gansey and Blue’s awe changed this place. Ronan and Adam may have seen this place as magical, but Gansey and Blue’s wonder made it holy.

When Ronan thought of Gansey, he thought of moving into Monmouth Manufacturing, of nights spent in companionable insomnia, of a summer searching for a king, of Gansey asking the Gray Man for his life. Brothers.

Gansey had always felt as if there were two of him: the Gansey who was in control, able to handle any situation, able to talk to anyone, and then, the other, more fragile Gansey, strung out and unsure, embarrassingly earnest, driven by naive longing.

Gansey siempre se había sentido dividido en dos: estaba el Gansey soberano, capaz de controlar cualquier situación y de hablar con cualquiera, y después estaba el Gansey más frágil, nervioso e inseguro, siempre impaciente y dominado por anhelos fantasiosos.