Katherine

“Mum’s dead.” “I’m sorry,” Lockwood said. A shrug of bony shoulders. “The good news is, she hasn’t risen again. So far.” There was a silence. “Try the cake,” George said. “It’s good.”
― Jonathan Stroud, The Creeping Shadow

“Take me! You need a companion.” “Yep,” I said. “And I’m going with Lockwood.” In fact, I had to hurry. I could hear him putting his coat on in the hall. “Aha…Are you? Oh, I see. Better leave you to it, then.” “Right. Good.” I paused. “Meaning what?” “Nothing, nothing.” The evil eyes winked at me. “I’m no third wheel.” “I don’t”
― Jonathan Stroud, The Hollow Boy

“Tell me, sir, when you first set up St Mary’s all those years ago – all that effort and expense – did you ever think it would be like this?’ He poured me a glass of something and pushed it across the desk. ‘Dr Maxwell, I expended a very great deal of money and effort to ensure that St Mary’s ended up exactly like this.’ I grinned and raised my glass. ‘Good job, sir.’ He inclined his head, graciously accepting his due. ‘Thank you, Dr Maxwell.”
― Jodi Taylor, An Argumentation of Historians

“The thing is, there’s a big patch of blood on the grass where we got Mikey out.’ ‘Then we need a number of serious casualties to account for all the blood.’ ‘And you will have them. Step forward, Mr Bashford.’ I said, ‘Tim …?’ ‘And Mr Swanson, sir, if you would be so good.’ ‘Tim, don’t tell me what you’re going to do.’ ‘Wasn’t going to,’ he said cheerfully. ‘Talk to you later.”
― Jodi Taylor, An Argumentation of Historians