I don't know about hell-if it exists, or if it touched me. It started after I nearly died in a cold snap. Maybe I died and went to hell. Came back changed. All I know is that sometimes when I get upset. Well...It wouldn't be good if anyone found out.

FROST: It's getting to the good bit.

CINDER: Books have good bits?

FROST: Well if you bothered learning how to read...

CINDER: I can read!!!

FROST: Joking Cinder. I'll lend it to you when I'm done. Or maybe you'd like Michael Grant's books...

CINDER:So what does this unicorn look like? Not that it will matter, since he's invisible.

FROST: Ciel

CINDER: What?

FROST: His name is Ciel. And he's... Cut. Well-dressed. White fur and blonde hair. Blue eyes. And he's got these colorful stripes running down his back and-well...

CINDER: Anything else? Does he far rainbows and cum glitter?

FROST: No! Jeeze. Should of knows this would only be a subject of ridicule.