Scarlet (The Lunar Chronicles, #2)

by Marissa Meyer

“This way.” Five steps later he paused, pondered, turned around. “No, no, this way.” “We’re dead.” “No, I’ve got it now. It’s this way.” “Don’t you have an address?” “A captain always knows where his ship is. It’s like a psychic bond.” “If only we had a captain here.”

“First, I’m not psychotic. And second, if it wasn’t for me, you would still be sitting in that jail cell ogling your portscreen, so you owe me. Besides, they’ve already got you pegged as my accomplice. You look like an idiot in that picture, by the way.” Thorne followed her gesture to the screen. His own jail picture was blown up beside hers. “I think I look pretty good…”

She rounded to the main entry hatch and saw that the seal of the American Republic had been hastily painted over with the silhouette of a lounging naked lady. “Nice touch.” “Thanks. Did it myself.”