Chandler the snake lover

“You have nearly died, and so I will say something to distract you from the serious mind-numbing implications of your own mortality! I hate your shoes.”
― Brandon Sanderson, Skyward

“Mushrooms are the preferred offering,” M-Bot said to them. “As many varieties as you can dig up.”
― Brandon Sanderson, Skyward

“I think that's smart," Tsunami said. "even with Glory's magical death spit, we probably couldn't have fought off the whole palace, and it would have given away our best secret weapon." Glory looked surprised. "well, thank you," she said. "although I'm going to vote against calling it 'magical death spit,' please."
"Maybe tonight," Tsunami said, lowering her voice. "When most of the palace is sleeping. Maybe we can fight our way out then."
"past the shocks that might kill us?" sunny asked "what good is magical death spit against lightning eels?" "electric eels." starlight corrected her.
"We are NOT CALLING IT MAGICAL DEATH SPIT" Glory said
"Or..." Tsunami remembered the guards who had given her the key. "Maybe we can convince someone to let us go"
"I like that plan," Clay said, bobbing his head. "I like the one where we melt everyone's eyeballs on our way out the door," Glory said.
"with magical death spit," Sunny said, then buried her head in Clay's wings to hide her giggles as Glory glared at her.”
― Tui T. Sutherland, The Lost Heir

“The girl and I soon passed a fountain. A real fountain, like from the stories. We both stopped to gape, and I extricated my arm from the girl’s grasp. Part of me wanted to be offended—but she seemed so genuine. “That music the water makes,” she said. “Isn’t it the most wonderful sound ever?” “The most wonderful sound ever is the lamentations of my enemies, screaming my name toward the heavens with ragged, dying voices.”
― Brandon Sanderson, Skyward