"Take this," I breathed, pulling a shank from my pocket which I’d made using a broken wall bracket from one of the bookshelves last week. "Gustard is dangerous and unpredictable. If anything happened to you, Roar, it would kill me. I can't-" Roary caught the front of my jumpsuit and yanked me towards him, his mouth meeting mine in a blaze of fire that was powerful enough to consume me.

