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Time for a re-read!

“Sextus was a marvel,” admitted Harrow.
“Too bad you didn’t marry him. You’re both into old dead chicks.”
“Gideon—”
“Focus, Nonagesimus. You know what to do.”

“Harrow said, with some difficulty: “I cannot conceive of a universe without you in it.”
“Yes you can, it’s just less great and less hot,” said Gideon.
“Fuck you, Nav—”

“She was nudged with a foot, not unkindly. “Get up, Griddle.”
“Why was I born so attractive?”
“Because everyone would have throttled you within the first five minutes otherwise,” said her necromancer.”

“How about these: One flesh, one end, bitch.”

“Thanks for backing me up, my midnight hagette,” said Gideon, placing her back down. Harrow had not struggled, but gone limp, like a prey animal feigning death.”