"You know what you're saying a lot of lately?" Rachel snaps, still glaring at him, hands settling defensively on her hips. "'That's not what I meant.' Maybe you should start thinking before you say things to me because every time you say something you 'don't mean,' it's to insult me."

You need to be more careful.

I love you for you. Not what you look like.

"Maybe I know more about this world and the threats in it because I've been paying attention to them. You didn't argue with me when I told you about this, so why are you arguing it now?"