“This,” Neil flicked his finger to indicate the two of them, “isn’t worthless.” “There is no ‘this’. This is nothing.” “And I am nothing,” Neil prompted. When Andrew gestured confirmation, Neil said, “And as you’ve always said, you want nothing.”

“neil josten,” he mouthed. “number ten, starting striker, foxhole court.”

even if the moriyamas rejected stuart’s truce and came after him, the process had begun. neil josten was in the system to become a real person. he wouldn’t die a lie.

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        “Hope was a dangerous, disquieting thing, but he thought perhaps he liked it.”

“I have to go,“ Andrew said. “I don’t trust them to give you back.”

i'm going to be the deadliest piece on the board. queen.

allison made a point of meeting andrew’s gaze, a silent declaration of defiance and fearlessness.