I look at Jace, "Don't yell at me," I tell him, looking back at Rayah. I feel her lungs and she stirs, letting out a cough. "Her lungs are swollen." I sighed.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
Oh, Brightlord Tumul! How unexpected it is to see you standing there! I didn't mean to insult your stupidity. Really, it's quite spectacular and worthy of much praise. — Wit (The Way of Kings by Brandon Sanderson)