"I don't tell you not to do things to be mean, Ro-bow," he said softly, pulling away. "I tell you because you're going to hurt yourself. And look what happened. And I don't punish you because I'm being nasty, but I'm not Raven, and I'm not going to put up with your disrespect."

"It okay." Ronan nodded. He felt better now. Hugs and kisses were fantastic like that. They made everything better. He bet they were even more important than air. Because if air runned out then everybody would die, but if hugs and kisses and love runned out, then everybody would be lonely and sad, and then they'd still...