Luzie

“Antsy blinked. Whatever world this girl came from, it was very different from her own. "Oh," she said, after a brief pause to reorient herself. "Well, she's lovely. Was that all you needed? You didn't lose anything else?"

"Just a shoe once, but that was when I was smaller, and it wouldn't fit me now," said the girl brightly. "I'm ready to go home."

Antsy, whose own answer would have been much longer and much more painful, felt a pang of jealousy. This girl could go home. This girl hadn't lost anything worth looking for; nothing larger than a kitten, anyway. This girl didn't know what it was to be lost herself, to feel like the world was set against her, to be hurt. This girl was innocent.

And just like that, Antsy's anger burst. This girl was innocent. This girl could go home. She could be safe and comfortable and cared for and unafraid. That mattered. That was something important, something worth taking care of and protecting.”
― Seanan McGuire, Lost in the Moment and Found

“No. Only the ones who aren't made right for the worlds where they started out need Doors. All children may want them - who doesn't want a grand adventure? But needing and wanting aren't the same, and the Doors see the difference. Some children's need to escape from places that will only hurt them, or grind them away until they're nothing. And some children need to go somewhere else if they're ever going to grow into the people they were meant to be. The Doors choose carefully.”
― Seanan McGuire, Lost in the Moment and Found

“It's a terrible thing, to be found.”
― Seanan McGuire, Lost in the Moment and Found

“I don't have the vocabulary for this.”
“Most people don't, until they need it, and then they need the whole thing at once.”
― Seanan McGuire, Beneath the Sugar Sky