His quest was a wolf, and it starved. - Gansey

When Gansey was polite, it made him powerful. When Adam was polite, he was giving power away.

What?— he asked in a low voice."You looked like you spent your last joy bill."He hissed, "What does that even mean?""I don't know. I was just trying it out.""Well, it doesn't work. It doesn't make sense. And anyway, I've got plenty of joy bills. Loads."Helen said, "What's happening there on your phone?""A very small joy debit."His older sister's smile shone brightly. "You see, it does work. Now, did you or did you not need to get out of that room?"Gansey inclined his head in slight acknowledgment. Gansey siblings knew each other well."You're so welcome," Helen said. "Let me know if you need me to write a joy check."—I really don't think it works.

Ronan's bedroom door burst open. Hanging on the door frame, Ronan leaned out to peer past Gansey. He was doing that thing where he looked like both the dangerous Ronan he was now and the cheerier Ronan he had been when Gansey first met him.Hold on, Gansey told Adam. Then, to Ronan: Why would he be?No reason. Just no reason. Ronan slammed his door.Gansey asked Adam, Sorry. You still have that suit for the party?Adam's response was buried in the sound of the second-story door falling open. Noah slouched in. In a wounded tone, he said, He threw me out the window!Ronan's voice sang out from behind his closed door: You're already dead!

Adam understood, then, that Gansey and Blue's awe changed this place. Ronan and Adam may have seen this place as magical, but Gansey and Blue's wonder made it holy.

Did you get notes for me?No, Ronan replied,I thought you were dead in a ditch.

Is this thing safe?Safe as life, Gansey replied.