And we'll never even find out whether it was worth losing all that sleep.
[A night stolen from the City is worth it, though, she thinks. Once-- after he'd left her and before he'd left-- she'd wanted something very like this, some semblance of a second chance without all the City's baggage. You can't always-- maybe can't ever-- get what you want.
But you get something. Maybe if you're careful, you can keep it.]
→ we are not what you think we are we are golden
[A night stolen from the City is worth it, though, she thinks. Once-- after he'd left her and before he'd left-- she'd wanted something very like this, some semblance of a second chance without all the City's baggage. You can't always-- maybe can't ever-- get what you want.
But you get something. Maybe if you're careful, you can keep it.]