You saw my leg?"
"How can a man help what he sees?" he said. "And, if I could add, you possess a very fine leg.

Yes, we'll yell, 'Help, help us, goose girl, and bring the terrifying legion of warrior geese'.

Isi, I’m trying to say that you’ve been… no, you’re so, you’re–” He stopped.
"You are,” he said. His hand found hers, and he held her finger tightly, as though he did not dare to do any more than hold her one hand, and look at her, and breathe deeply.

Am I the moss on your bark, then?" Ani asked.
Enna grabbed her around the waist and shook her affectionately. "You're the mossiest girl I know.

He smiled in a way that made me want to kiss him right on the spot. Or the lips. Whichever was closer.

I'm not bossy - I just happen to be more capable than most everyone else.