Angelina

“Lucy, I’ve been meaning to say: that was an impressive move back there – what you did with the rapier.’

‘Thanks.’

‘You aimed it perfectly, right between their heads. An inch to the left, and you’d have skewered George right between the eyes. Really sensational accuracy there.’

I made a modest gesture. ‘Well . . . sometimes you just do what has to be done.’

‘You didn’t actually aim it at all, did you?’ Lockwood said.

‘No.’

‘You just chucked it. In fact, it was pure blind luck that George lost his balance and fell out of the way. That’s why he wasn’t kebabbed by you.’

‘Yup.”
― Jonathan Stroud, The Whispering Skull

“Lucy doesn't like orange juice with floating bits,' George said. 'You remember.'
'Oh, yes. That's right. They get caught between your teeth, don't they?'
I was staring at him. My warm feeling had partially retreated. 'I'll take the orange juice. So Holly stayed over last night?'
'Personally I've always thought straining it through your teeth is part of the fun,' Lockwood said. 'You can pretend you're a blue whale.”
― Jonathan Stroud, The Creeping Shadow

“Inej,” Wylan called from one of the rolling bins. “These are our clothes.”

He reached in and, one after the other, pulled out Inej’s little leather slippers.

Her face broke into a dazzling smile. Finally, a bit of luck. Kaz didn’t have his cane. Jesper didn’t have his guns. And Inej didn’t have her knives. But at least she had those magic slippers.

“What do you say, Wraith? Can you make the climb?”

“I can.”

Jesper took the shoes from Wylan. “If I didn’t think these might be crawling with disease, I would kiss them and then you.”
― Leigh Bardugo, Six of Crows

“One sniper. One gun. One red dot. And one liar.”
― Holly Jackson, Five Survive