I hate it when you do that,” he said.“What?”A pause. “Put clothes on.

Do not allow yourself to be full of hate, princess. Hate is a heavy thing. It weighs us down, chaining us in a dark place. You focus on your love. If you want to be free of this heavy darkness you feel, focus on your love. Love is a chariot with a skeleton key to the chains which hate can wrap around you. To love is to be free.

Why do I always have to remind you to look to where the danger waits, Warrior. Sheesh, what would you do without me?“Uh, not be a murderous psycho?”Very funny.

Where are my manners? We haven’t been properly introduced. I’m Surah.

Did you skip your medication or something?

I stepped out of the circle of his arms with reluctance and patted him on his butt. “That’ll do, donkey,” I said, in my best Scottish accent.

Maybe I should punch myself in the face and see if you scream.