Evelyn

“...Where does she get her supplies?"

Winston held his gaze. Blinked. Licked his lips. Opened his mouth. Hesitated. Swallowed. Coughed. Finally responded, "The hardware store?"

"The hardware store?"

"Yes." Winston's head bobbed. "That's where she gets her stuff."

"Is that code for something?"

"No? Just the hardware store."

... "Any specific hardware store?" Asked Adrian.

"Hmmm." Winston seemed to consider this. Then, "Nope. She likes them all.”
― Marissa Meyer, Renegades

“What exactly are we looking for?

Villains, doing villainous things.”
― Marissa Meyer, Renegades

“It's a terrible shame he's a Renegade, isn't it? Otherwise, you could have asked him to stay for dinner.”
― Marissa Meyer, Renegades

“For the record, while it's very charming that you keep trying to protect me, I would like to remind you that I actually know how to defend myself."
He grimaced. "I know. It's just... instinct."
"Well, stop it."
He held his hands up. "Won't happen again." He hesitated. I mean, unless I'm pretty sure you're about to die, then I'm absolutely going to rescue you, whether you like it or not.”
― Marissa Meyer, Renegades