Logan-Ashley Kisner

“The first coherent thought that comes to his mind is this: he doesn't know how to live if not constantly on his guard. He doesn't know how to move around a house without cringing at the sound of floorboards creaking underfoot. He doesn't know how to tame a fire that's been burning out of control since before he knew how to speak of it. Max has been burning bridges practically since he was old enough to understand the concept. He doesn't know if he's ever been anything but reactive. It was simple: he didn't get hurt if people weren't around to hurt him.”
― Logan-Ashley Kisner, Old Wounds

“I’m trying here! You’re supposed to be teaching me all this shit!”
“Okay, first rule: don’t let them stab you in the face!”
Max starts to laugh again. When he opens his eyes, both men are staring down at him; Colton seems slightly more baffled, and Overalls looks like he wants to kill them both.
“Is this your first time doing this?” Max asks, once he can catch his breath. “Oh my God, that’s so cute. I thought you were both just really stupid.”
― Logan-Ashley Kisner, Old Wounds