I Already Know How Strong

I Was Just Wondering Why You Stabbed Him. Not That I Object.

That's The Funny Thing About Knowing You Can't Have Something. It Makes You Desperate.

Don't Be A Baby About This. No Tantrums.

Becoming A Vampire Is Forever. You Don't Get To Change Your Mind About It Later. For Me, I Think That's One Of The Big Drawbacks With Anything That's Permanent. How Do You Know How You're Going To Feel In Five Years Or 10 Years? Even With A Tattoo.

It Was Very Strange, For I Knew We Were Both In Mortal Danger. Still, In That Instant, I Felt Well. Whole. I Could Feel My Heart Racing In My Chest, The Blood Pulsing Hot And Fast Through My Veins Again. My Lungs Filled Deep With The Sweet Scent That Came Off His Skin. It Was Like There Had Never Been Any Hole In My Chest. I Was Perfect - Not Healed, But As If There Had Been No Wound In The First Place.