" Why were you never scared of me?’

‘You just never seemed all that scary. Always found your eye sort of pretty. Shiny.’ Rikke patted his scarred cheek. ‘You always just seemed … lost. Like you lost yourself and didn’t know where to look.’ She put her hand on his chest. ‘But you’re in there, still. You’re in there. "

― Joe Abercrombie , A Little Hatred (The Age of Madness, #1)