“and Gansey, hearing the longing in her voice like he was being undone, like his own feelings were being unbearably mirrored.
I can't come? Gansey asked.
Yes, you can meet us there in a fancy plane, Henry said.
Don't be fooled by his nice hair, Blue interjected, Gansey would hike.
And warmth filled the empty caverns in Gansey's heart. He felt known.”