Ariadne gave him a dirty look. Of course, Ariadne trying to give anyone a dirty look was more hilarious than hurtful, which was just as well.

There was no such thing as 'too many friends,' Savage.

She kept her eyes locked on his hand, as she worked, still flinching, although less dramatically, now that he was noticing. "It's nothing personal," she said. "There's something wrong with my blood, they say. Been happening for a couple of weeks now." And she hated it. Hated, hated, hated it.

In so much as Ariadne was capable of hate.