Oh," He Said To Kiyo,

Both Christian And Adrian Had Worried There Would Be Some Piece Of Strigoi Left In Him, But Their Fears Had Been About Violence And Bloodshed. No One Would Have Guessed This: That Living As A Strigoi Had Hardened His Heart, Killing Any Chance Of Him Loving Anyone. Killing Any Chance Of Him Loving Me. And I Was Pretty Sure That If That Was The Case, Then Part Of Me Would Die Too.

Eugenie, My Sweet, Your Outraged Protests Are Adorable, But They Only Continue To Slow Us Down. If You Want Me To Help You, Then Let Me. If You Don't, Then Take Me To One Of Those Places Where Human Women Wear Revealing Clothing And Quickly Lose Their Virtue Through Alcohol.

You And I Have Never Liked Each Other, Rose. If I’ve Got To Kill Someone, It Might As Well Be You.

When We Were Almost To The Other Campus, I Felt The Weird Nausea Hit Me. I Called A Warning To Christian, Just As A Strigoi Grabbed Him. But Christian Was Fast. Flames Wreathed The Strigoi's Head. He Screamed And Released Christian, Trying Frantically To Put The Flames Out. The Strigoi Never Saw Me Coming With The Stake. The Whole Thing Took Under A Minute. Christian And I Exchanged Looks. Yeah. We Were Badasses.

I Certainly Hadn't Expected To Walk Away From Today's Trip With Joint Custody Of A Miniature Dragon.