Never settle

"Maybe I’m just irritated with people always trying to tell me what I should and shouldn’t do."

"Unfortunately, it's just something that's going to be happening for pretty much... well, your whole life. Sorry, Princess."

"What are you doing here? Do you have any idea what time it is?"

"Yeah, I'm sorry, but Jezzie... someone knows. I had to tell someone. The truth. About me."

He nodded,

"Executions? You're a bag of cheerful, Harry. But no, no significant punishments or executions as of late."

Dory sighed and ran a hand through her hair as she tried to collect her thoughts. There had to be a way to explain and apologise without coming across as a complete creep or ass.

"Only when I’m on the job, dear!" She goes over to her and takes her hands. "Dance with me."

"Anytime, Jezzie," she laughed.

"He said something similar as well. I’ve got a lot, so it’s nice to know they’re going to children who’ll love them."

"I can't think of anyone who would need them more. Kids like that probably feel so unwanted and uncared about. Gifts from a friendly face will remind them that it's not true."

"Emma. Emma Agnes."

"Well, nice to make your formal acquaintance, Miss Agnes."

"Hey you—standing over there. What can I do for you?"

"'Hey you'? Is that what I'm going by these days?"

"I’ll gladly tell you soon."

"Well, I won't pressure you. Just know I'm always here."

"What was she like?  How was her home life?"

"She's... hm... hard-headed, I guess is the first thing I'd say. Her home life wasn't really any better or worse than others in this town. They were always on the cusp of upper-middle and upper class. The Mauser girl wasn't born to be a lady of high society, but that didn't stop her parents from trying."