Jag cradles his mate, looking like he actually cares for the first time in his life. I glance back at Niki as he tries to help her, "He changed her. She's a hybrid now."
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
Jag comes down and sits at my side, pale-faced and worry-stricken. Sighing, I wrap an arm casually around his shoulders and assure him things will be alright. To which he nods, faces forward, and nods again.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
Go and make interesting mistakes, make amazing mistakes, make glorious and fantastic mistakes. Break rules. Leave the world more interesting for your being here. — Neil Gaiman