" We landed heavily on the sand. I threw off Khyber’s embrace. “I can walk by myself.”
“Good. You’re heavier than usual. How does a girl manage to put on weight on a deserted island?”
“I’m just trying to keep you in shape,” I replied sweetly. “Your tiny, pale-ass arms aren’t impressing anyone.”
“Sensitive, are we?”
But when a tree-sized stalagmite barred our way, Khyber swiftly strode forward to snap it in two. I laughed and brushed past him.
“I’m not the only one. "
― Heather Heffner , Year of the Dragon (Changeling Sisters, #3)