" worked on my lids, I felt safer asking, “How can you tell when someone loves the real you and not the idea of you?” “They see you at your lowest,” he said softly, pitching his voice so Cruz had no hope of overhearing, “and they don’t blink. They don’t offer you a hand up, they offer you a hand to hold while you rise on your own. "

― Hailey Edwards , How to Dance an Undead Waltz (The Beginner's Guide to Necromancy, #4)