I like somebody that brings interesting things.

He looked down at himself and laughed softly. ‘‘My dark side dresses better than I do.’’ He stood up
and reached for clothes folded neatly on a table to the side as he loosened the tie on his robe. He hesitated, smiled, and raised his
eyebrows. ‘‘If you don’t mind, Claire . . . ?’’
‘‘Oh. Sorry.’’ Claire turned her back. She didn’t like turning her back on him, even with the cell door locked. He was better
behaved when he knew she was watching. She focused on the faint, distorted image of his reflection on the TV screen as he shed
the dressing gown and began to pull on his clothing. She couldn’t see much, except that he was very pale all over. Once she was
sure his pants were up, she glanced behind her. He had his back to her, and she couldn’t help but compare him with the only other
man she’d really studied half-naked. Shane was broad, strong, solid. Myrnin looked fragile, but his muscles moved like cables
under that pale skin—far stronger than Shane’s, she knew.
Myrnin turned as he buttoned his shirt. ‘‘It’s been a while since a pretty girl looked at me with such interest,’’ he said. She looked
away, feeling the blush work its heat up through her neck and onto her cheeks. ‘‘It’s all right, Claire. I’m not offended.

I'll say this and I don't want to talk about it anymore. It's interesting to me that for somebody who's been so tight-lipped about everything that goes on in that organization, that I'm the only player that he's ever talked about when it comes to a negotiation.

If you can find somebody as talented as Joss who also brings with him a fan base, that's something you look long and hard at. We took a chance. There's no net.

Adrian Clayborn is somebody that relentlessly brings that attitude, energy, and toughness.

I really like that approach. That makes it more interesting for somebody who is interested in those viewpoints but isn't interested in becoming a power searcher.