Friends are the family you choose (~ Nin/Ithilnin, Elven rogue).
Anya looked upon Nin admirably. Having him as a partner-in-crime—if only on this one occasion, which she hoped would only be the start of something more—was more revitalizing than the cheap thrills of a cookie-cutter shallow, superficial romance, where the top priority was how beautiful a person was on the outside.
What if she was the answer I’d been needing this whole time? She’d already said that we’d talk when I figured out what I wanted. I knew that now. I wanted out.