“It's time," Kitay murmured.
Rin stood up. They faced each other, hands clasped between them.
"At dawn," she said.
"At dawn," he agreed. He put his hands on her shoulders and kissed her forehead.
This was their standard way of parting, the way they said everything they never spoke out loud. Fight well. Keep us safe. I love you.”
―
R.F. Kuang,
The Burning God