Ander - Part 3: Subchapter 31
They were afraid of hurting nilia, and they were afraid of what ander might do once his last resort was taken away.
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 34
nilia?" he whispered, feeling like a total tool. "nilia? are you awake?" she shifted, licked her lips, and lay still again. "nilia? psst? are you asleep?" she yawned and made a grunting sound not unlike the sleeping bear she so closely resembled.
Ander - Part 5: Subchapter 59
"i'm sorry, nilia," danado said, "but this isn't your choice to make. it's mine. now please... give me the bow." nilia did not move. she was like a statue, her emerald eyes unblinking, but danado could sense her anger.
Ander - Part 5: Subchapter 64
Danado pulled nilia's bow out of the snow and drew an arrow from the quiver on her back.
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 3
"nilia?" hezzi said, trying to look back. "are you there?"
Ander - Part 5: Subchapter 81
This halting, unsure way of speaking wasn't like nilia at all. in the past, if she wanted to say something, she said it directly.
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 28
nilia couldn't say for sure. she had spent almost her whole life actively avoiding emotion of all kinds.
Ander - Part 5: Subchapter 54
Are you saying you knew nilia would be there, and you didn't warn us?" "am i surrounded by idiots!? what do you think these two fopdoodles were for!?"
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 113
nilia grabbed him by the shoulder and jerked him around. "what's gotten into you!? you can't just -" and that's when she saw the look on his face, his blind panic, his terror, his dread. "ander? what's wrong? speak to me!" "they didn't get away, nilia!"
Ander - Part 3: Subchapter 25
He screamed, letting go of the spear and wrenching nilia's dagger from its sheath all at the same time. he dove through the air, raising the dagger above his head as nilia staggered back, the now redundant spear clutched in her hands.
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 175
175 nilia showed more of a reaction than banno did. her eyes went wide and her mouth dropped open.
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 132
"i am not hurt," nilia said, the scratch in her arm glistening dimly in the firelight, "but dorin is. please help him, bethany." mother started a little, as if nilia had given her a light slap instead of a request.