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“He grinned at Azriel. 'You handing Eris's ass to him will be my new fantasy at night, by the way.'

Azriel didn't so much as bother to look over his shoulder at the High Lord. But Cassian snorted. 'I was wondering when the come-ons would begin.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Wings and Ruin

“I grew up surrounded by monsters. I've spent my existence fighting them. And I see you, Eris. You're not one of them. Not even close. I think you might even be a good male." Cassian opened the door, turning from Eris's curled lip. "You're just too much of a coward to act like one.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A ​Court of Silver Flames

“Get that pitying look off your face,' Eris snarled softly. 'I know what sort of creature my father is. I don't need your sympathy.'

Cassian again studied him. 'Why did you leave Mor in the woods that day?' It was the question that would always remain. 'Was it just to impress your father?'

Eris barked a laugh, harsh and empty. 'Why does it still matter to all of you so much?'

'Because she's my sister, and I love her.'

'I didn't realise Illyrians were in the habit of fucking their sisters.'

Cassian growled. 'It still matters,' he ground out, 'because it doesn't add up. You know what a monster your father is and want to usurp him; you act against him in the best interests of not only the Autumn Court but also all of the faerie lands; you risk your life to ally with us... and yet you left her in the woods. Is it guilt that motivates all of this? Because you left her to suffer and die?'

Golden flame simmered in Eris's gaze. 'I didn't realise I'd be facing another interrogation so soon.'

'Give me a damn answer.'

Eris crossed his arms, then winced. As if whatever injuries lay beneath his immaculate clothes ached. 'You're not the person I want to explain myself to.'

'I doubt Mor will want to listen.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A ​Court of Silver Flames