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Compared to her snowy coloration, though, anything counted as "dark," including his salt and pepper hair.
Exactly what I meant. Everything is dark to her so she's unreliable. The only person we know is actually black is Zep
Even though he was older, General Sturmgren was still a soldier, so fit, and while his skin was a few shades lighter than Zep's, she'd still call it brown.
Oh my god she’s learning new colors
Yeah, and it's after hours, so we're not required to be in uniform, she pointed out. A smile finally found its way to his face, and he chuckled, glancing at her. Trying ta get me outta my clothes? he teased. Sal smiled. It's been known to happen. I can na resist an offer like that. He slowly began to peel away his own shirt.
It's yer name, kitten. It was written over his heart.
"What is blue?" "Faith or hope."
"White is all love. Family love, the love of a friend, or simply the love of a thing. It's that warm feeling that brings a smile when ya think of something. Blue is faith or hope. It’s more than hoping that ya will get rich, or such. Tha's a diff'rent color. This is the kind of hope that's bigger than us. The kind people call faith. It's the belief that we can be more than the pets of humans, the hope that there's more than what we have now. It's a belief without anything ta back it up."
"No. Ya were a slave, ya are a kaisae, ya will be a Kaisae. The kind with a capital letter. The kind my people write in silver. Yer somethan' special, Sal, whether ya like it or na."
"I swear ta ya, kitten. I will never leave ya. Even if ya send me away, I will na leave ya. I can na." Sal nodded, her hand touching the skin of his chest. "I can't do this without you, Jase. I'm lost without you." Through her touch, he saw the truth of those words and swore to himself that he could wait for her to realize it, too.
"And you have all of it," he told her, wrapping his arms around her and kissing her neck. "The smell, the body..." He leaned her back and looked down into her face. "The sharp teeth, beautiful eyes, and the gorgeous face." His words made her smile foolishly. For so long, she'd been little more than something for humans to stare at. Her iliri features were similar to humans' but different enough that she'd spent most of her life being laughed at and taunted. That Blaec found her beautiful was a feeling she couldn't describe.
My ambitions are simple. I want to live to be old. In order to do that, I want to serve with the best soldiers I can, because who you fight with matters as much as who you fight against."
"The stories are true. All of the Black Blades are iliri. I will be sure they know. Ayati, ilus."
Hope, no matter how little of it there was, was better than none.
"We have a collection of skills," Blaec said. "Sal changes her features and color, Cyno reads memories through touch, Arctic lets us speak in our heads, Shift and Risk heal, Razor can track anything, and I get premonitions of the future."
"When I'm scared, I want to be with you. When we fight, I look to you to cover my back. I like it when you smile. I want to be the reason you smile, you know?"
"You smell like home, Jase. I've never had one, but you smell like what I think a home should. Safe, and," she paused, pulling away enough to look up at him. "And loving."
"Better to die for what you believe in than waste away trying to hide from anything you could change,"
You kiss him like you've never kissed me. He held up his hand before she could send a thought. I'm not saying better, I'm saying different. I'll bet there's a lot more between the two of you that is different than between us. He's iliri, Sal. He can handle you in ways I will never be able to. If you tried to bite me like you do him, you'd leave me looking like Zep.
I don't understand why Blaec is the first mate? Like Jase is obviously more suited for her. She also seems more connected to him. All Blaec does is challenge her which is great but sometimes you don't need a challenge. Also I think if Sal really tried she would be stronger than Blaec but I don't think the author wants her to be which is stupid
When ya looked at me after I fought that arrogant prick? Ayati, Sal. There ya were, the most beautiful woman I've ever seen, and ya were looking at me. Me. Like I was special."
"I don't know." She sat up and turned to face him. "Blaec and me, we still have moments. I look in his eyes too long, and by the time I remember to submit, he's angry. He can't decide whether he wants to complete the mission or do something stupid to try to protect me. Things like that. I love him, I really do, but I feel comfortable with you."
WHY DOES SHE EVEN LOVE BLAEC? He literally sucks. She is never with him and if she is they are having sex. Make it make sense how they are “in love”
"You feel like a place I want to stay forever. This," and she gestured to the coffee on the table and the book beside him. "This feels like how it's meant to be. Home, Jase. You feel like home, and it doesn't matter if we're here, or in a tent in Escea, or knee-deep in snow in Anglia. It just feels like my home is supposed to be where you are. I don't know what you call that feeling."
"I know. I want this. I want you to be mine and no one else's. I want you to be proud of what we have. I belong with you, Jase. You're the one thing that always makes me feel safe." "Always, kitten. I'll be yer man so long as ya will have me." "Forever," she breathed as her lips met his again, and this time Jase kissed back harder.
Jase was everything. He was safe, loving, predictable, and so alluring with his feral grace.
"Maast is the chaos in our lives, embodied by the bloodlust. Ayati is the order. There are some things in life we can take for granted. You drop a rock and it will fall down, not up. Rain will always be wet. Fire will make heat. These things are ayati."
You and Cyno? You're ayati. You're meant to be."
She always was so open, so honest that those around her couldn't help but want to protect her. She had no idea how she pulled at people, making them love her just because she existed, but he didn't know how to put that into words.
