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“I鈥檓 a cat. We aren鈥檛 required to make sense.”
― Seanan McGuire, A Local Habitation

“You are truly endearing when you sleep. I attribute this to the exotic nature of seeing you in a state of silence.

鈥擳测产补濒迟&谤诲辩耻辞;
― Seanan McGuire, A Local Habitation

&濒诲辩耻辞;翱肠迟辞产别谤鈥�

You were sleeping so peacefully that I was loath to wake you. Duke Torquill, after demanding to know what I was doing in your apartment, has requested that I inform you of his intent to visit after 鈥榯ending to some business at the Queen鈥檚 Court.鈥� I recommend wearing something clinging, as that may distract him from whatever he wishes to lecture you about this time. Hopefully, it鈥檚 your manners.

You are truly endearing when you sleep. I attribute this to the exotic nature of seeing you in a state of silence.

鈥擳测产补濒迟
”
― Seanan McGuire, A Local Habitation

“He's going to be okay," said Quentin. "He has to. He's Tybalt. You'd be all weird and irritating if he wasn't around."

"Weird and irritating?" I raised an eyebrow. "What gives you that idea?"

Quentin shrugged. "That's already how you get when he isn't around.”
― Seanan McGuire, Ashes of Honor

“Who would come for her?" he snarled, rallying.
Behind me, a voice shouted, "Tybalt, King of Cats. My claim precedes yours.”
― Seanan McGuire, An Artificial Night

“You died here," I said quietly.

"October -"

"I wasn't here, and the girl I'm supposed to be finding was, and you died ." I looked up at him, glaring through the tears in my eyes. I left my fingers balanced on the floor, letting his blood sing its song of pain and longing. Longing to live; refusal to let go of the world. Maybe that's what differentiates the Kings and Queens of Cats from the rest of Faerie. They have a cat's stubbornness and the power to back it up. So when death says, "Go," they just refuse.

My heart hurt. My heart hurt so badly, and I was still trying to recover from Connor, and oh, Titania, I couldn't do this again. The thought startled me. I froze where I was, still glaring.

Tybalt sighed. "I know." he hesitated before adding, "This is not the time, and this is not the place, and my nephew needs us. But I ask you to consider this. I got better. I will always get better." He hesitated again - possibly the first time I'd ever seen him pause more than once after he'd decided he was going to say something.

Finally, he said, "Some of us, October, will not leave you.”
― Seanan McGuire, Ashes of Honor

“He sounded so tired and so earnest. I worried my lips between my teeth before asking, "Does this have anything to do with what you told me before?"

Tybalt blinked. Then he snorted a brief laugh, and asked, "October, in the years since your return ... has anything not been in some way related to what I told you before? You handed me a hope chest in a dark alley. You took my heart as collateral, and you've never returned it.”
― Seanan McGuire, Ashes of Honor

“Hello?鈥� I peered into the shadows.
Two green circles flashed in the dark. I yelped, jumping backward and pressing myself against the wall.
鈥淎nd may I wish a very good morning to you, too, October.鈥� The voice was amused, underscored by a chuckle like thick cream. 鈥淲hat happened? Did the prettiest little princess miss her carriage home?”
― Seanan McGuire, Rosemary and Rue

“You can't save everyone and leave yourself lost, October. It isn't fair. Not to you and not to the people who care about you."

"I'm not lost Tybalt," I said. It was oddly hard to meet his eyes now that they registered as human. His irises were supposed to be malachite green, not muddy hazel, and his pupils were supposed to be oval, not round. "I know exactly where I am."

A smile crossed his face. "If I believed that, I would walk away and never darken your door again. I can forgive you your foolishness only because I know how lost you are. But one day, you'll have to come back home. When you do, I hope you'll find me waiting.”
― Seanan McGuire, Ashes of Honor

“He was wearing brown leather trousers, a darker brown leather vest, and a silk shirt that matched my dress. The sleeves were almost piratical in style, and the collar was unlaced. His boots were the same shade as his vest, a few shades lighter than his hair.

"Uh," I said again, before managing. "Weren't you wearing that the last time you came to Court?"

"She always dresses me in some variation of this attire," said Tybalt. "I can't tell whether she likes the look of it, or whether she's trying to make a point. This would have been a stagehand's garb, once upon a time, and nothing suited for a King."

"Uh," I said for a third time.

Seeing my distress, Tybalt smirked, leaned in, and murmured in my ear, "I have a disturbing assortment of leather trousers, thanks to her. I'd be happy to show you, if you like.”
― Seanan McGuire, Chimes at Midnight

“How did you find me anyway."

"For all that I must keep reminding you that I am not a bloodhound, it's true that on occasion, having a sensitive nose is a useful thing. I followed the smell of you." Tybalt sighed, looking exaggeratedly put-upon. "If you must be ferried back to your people, I suppose I can oblige. But only because you asked me so very nicely, and promised me a kiss.”
― Seanan McGuire, Ashes of Honor

“My dear October, we are bound by an enchanted rose made from the hair of a Duchess, and my blood is covering your hand. You can learn anything you wish to know about me merely by licking you fingers." Tybalt laughed a little. "Yes, you may ask me a question.”
― Seanan McGuire, Ashes of Honor

“I feel like a giant Barbie."

"I do not become romantically involved with plastic people," said Tybalt dryly.”
― Seanan McGuire, Chimes at Midnight

“Have we reached the point where my intervention will not get me shouted at for being a meddling tomcat who doesn't respect the boundaries of others?" Tybalt stepped out of the shadows behind the Candela, tightening his hand around her throat. "I ask to be polite, you realize. There's no way I'm walking away.”
― Seanan McGuire

“What art thou drawn among these heartless hinds? Turn thee Benvolio, look upon thy death.”
― William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet

“Either thou or I, or both, must go with him.”
― William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet

“Boy, this shall not excuse the injuries that
Thou hast done to me.
Therefore turn and draw.”
― William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet

“They seem a little bit animal in human form. Tybalt's tendency to curl his tongue when he yawns, for example, or the way he sometimes looks at me through sleepy, half-closed eyes, utterly feline, utterly content.”
― Seanan McGuire, The Brightest Fell