" Lend stood staring blankly at the shelves of food. Arianna had sneaked upstairs to eat—or rather, drink—in private. “I have no idea what to make. I’m too exhausted to think.”
“You have no right to be tired. And I never want to see you asleep ever again. I had enough of that for a lifetime these past few days.”
“Allow me to take over,” Jack said, striding into the kitchen. He nudged Lend out of the way and started pulling out a huge pile of ingredients.
“Can you even cook?”
“If Lend had let me make him an omelet earlier, that question would already be answered.”
Lend sat next to me, leaning over and putting his arm under my head as a pillow against the counter. “Remind me again why we trust him now?”
“Because we need all the help we can get. And I think he really is sorry. And a lot of people are going to depend on him of all the faeries leave.”
Jack furiously chopped vegetables. “Captain Dependable! Wait, we vetoed that one. The Divine Door Maker? Too much? Hmm . . . Handsome Hero, but maybe I should move away from alliteration. Something sleek. Our Lord and Master Jack.”
Lend rolled his eyes and gave me a seriously-can-I-just-beat-him-to-a-pulp look. "

― Kiersten White , Endlessly (Paranormalcy, #3)