The therapist paraphrased nonjudgmentally what the client had said.

Tehani, he announced in my ear, which is to say the Darling, a name by no means inappropriate, I thought.

Mad Prophet: Repent! Repent and restore your souls to glory before it is too late! This great station has fallen, and all within shall fall with it!

Silhouetted against the golden moon, and growing larger every moment, was a large, strangely lop-sided creature, and it was flapping in Harry’s direction.