Thief of Time - Human

'Well, yes, I like him,' she said. 'In a way. But, I mean, you know, it's not right. Why does he need me? He's Death! He's not exactly powerless! I'm just human!'

The rat squeaked again, jumped down onto the floor and ran through the closed door. It reappeared for a moment and beckoned to her.

'Oh, all right,' said Susan to herself. 'Make that mostly human.’

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The Thief of Time - p77