Headfullofnarfles

“Zoya and I gaped at him. Then she scowled. "You know, if you turned a bit of that poetry on me, I might consider giving you a change."

"Who says I want one?"

"I want one!" called Harshaw.

Zoya blew a damp curl from her forehead. "Oncat as a better chance than you."

Harshaw held the little tabby above him. "Why, Oncat," he said. "You rogue.”
― Leigh Bardugo, Ruin and Rising

“Sorry,” I mumbled.
“Maybe you’re hungry,” said Zoya. “I always get mean when I’m hungry.”
“Are you hungry all the time?” asked Harshaw.
“You haven’t seen me mean. When you do, you’ll require a very big hanky.”
He snorted. “To dry my tears?”
“To stanch the bleeding.”
― Leigh Bardugo, Ruin and Rising

“Go easy, Harshaw," said Tamar. "We need you awake tomorrow."

He groaned. "Why do battles always have to be so early?”
― Leigh Bardugo, Ruin and Rising

“We all die," he said, as he jogged off to retrieve his kill. "Not everyone dies for a reason."
"Are we philosophising?" asked Harshaw. " Or were those song lyrics?”
― Leigh Bardugo, Ruin and Rising