Nora Sakavic

The next time someone comes for you, stand down and let me deal with it. Do you understand?"
"If it means losing you, then no," Neil said.
"I hate you," Andrew said

supposed to be a side effect of the drugs."
"I'm not a hallucination," Neil said, nonplussed.
"You are a pipe dream,"

"Didn't we have a talk about not killing your teammates

Tell your pet psycho to knock it off before he cripples someone."
"I don't think he'll listen to me," Neil said.
"You and I both know he will. Now get."

Show me your scars."

Just promise me this isn't going to be a problem."
"What?" Neil asked.
"I can't tell if you're being obtuse to fuck with me or if you're really that dumb,

Andrew put his left hand to it, fingertips lining up perfectly with the raised bumps the iron's holes had left behind.

"What people want to think of me is not my problem."

He couldn't take his eyes off Andrew's face

didn't think I was a personal problem. You hate me, remember?"
"Every inch of you," Andrew said. "That doesn't mean I wouldn't blow you."