And from today onward, I want to never be separated from you. Wherever you go, I go. Even if that means going to hell itself, wherever you are, that's where I want to be. Forever.

You can't go."

"Give me a reason why I shouldn't."

"Because I'll miss you, damn it!" she hissed, splaying her arms. "Because what's the point in anything if you just disappear forever?"

"The point in what, Celaena?" How could he be so calm when she was so frantic?

"The point in Skull's Bay, and the point in getting me that music, and the point in... the point in telling Arobynn that you'd forgive him if he never hurt me again."

"You said you didn't care what I thought. Or what I did. Or if I died, if I'm not mistaken."

"I lied! And you know I lied you stupid bastard!

She would tuck Sam into her heart, a bright light for her to take out whenever things were darkest.

I claim you, Rowan Whitethorn. I don't care what you say and how much you protest. I claim you as my friend.

And then I am going to rattle the stars.

Because I am lost," she whispered onto the earth. "And I do not know the way.