Quotes from Martha Wells

Pin-Lee leaned over me and I said, "This unit is at minimal functionality and it is recommended that you discard it." It's an automatic reaction triggered by catastrophic malfunction. Also, I really didn't want them to try to move me because it hurt bad enough the way it was. "Your contract allows—" "Shut up," Mensah snapped. "You shut the fuck up. We're not leaving you.

So is this good or bad or what?" "It's 'or what

WHEN I GOT BACK to HaveRatton Station, a bunch of humans tried to kill me. Considering how much I'd been thinking about killing a bunch of humans, it was only fair.

Anyway, there was a difference in watching media because I was safe on a transport with no one making me do anything, and watching media because I was trying not to think about all the ways I'd screwed up and what might happen next, a future that was bound to include even more creative screw-ups on my part.

Gurathin sighed and rubbed his face and looked off into the distance, like he regretted all his life choices that had led to him standing here right now.

I was trying not to think about all the ways I'd screwed up and what might happen next, a future that was bound to include even more creative screw-ups on my part. I had gotten used to the former and I hated going back to the latter.

Letting them see me without the armor had been a huge mistake. At least Mensah and Arada had overruled the ones who wanted to talk to me about it. Yes, talk to Murderbot about its feelings. The idea was so painful I dropped to 97 percent efficiency.

She hesitated, then sent to me in the feed, I'm going to touch you, don't freak out.

It wasn't a foolproof method but it was 90 percent effective. (Foolproof is another weird word. Shouldn't it be smartproof? It's not like you're going to breach and seize control of a ship attached to a space dock by tripping or forgetting to bring your weapon or something.)

Moon couldn't think of anything reassuring to say. They were trapped inside a leviathan, standing in a tunnel gnawed out by giant parasites. Going blank with terror was a perfectly rational way to react, especially for a groundling.

I have a name, but it's private. On their secure feed connection, Pin-Lee sent to Mensah, Oh, that's going to go over well. When station residents are running into "Murderbot"— That's one of the reasons why it's private.

Amena is on the survey because her education requires an internship in almost getting killed, I guess.

Don't look at me like that's my fault. I'm just telling you shit I know.

About forty turns ago there was a colony in the east, and a warrior named Swift, who had to change her name to Sorrow...

I'd have to leave the armor behind. But maybe I wouldn't need it anymore.

I said: "Sometimes people do things to you that you can't do anything about. You just have to survive it and go on." They all stopped talking and stared at me.

these weren't intrepid galactic explorers. They were people who had been doing a job and suddenly found themselves in a terrible situation.

We made it outside to the pedestrian plaza and I asked her, "Do you need a medic?" I thought she might be sick. If I was a human and I'd had to be in the pavilion with all those other humans for the past two and a half hours, I'd be sick.

You used combat override modules to make the DeltFall SecUnits behave like rogues. If you think a real rogue SecUnit still has to answer your questions, the next few minutes are going to be an education for you.

It tried to alert its onboard SecSystem, but as the old saying (which I just made up) goes, if you can ping the SecUnit, it's way too late.

I stared straight ahead. If there was one thing good about this situation, it was reinforcing how great my decisions to (a) hack my governor module and (b) escape were. Being a SecUnit sucked. I couldn't wait to get back to my wild rogue rampage of hitching rides on bot-piloted transports and watching my serials.

Expecting it and having it happen were two different things, something I learned the first time I got shot to pieces.

It looked like a clip from an action series, right before something drastic happened. Then something drastic happened.

No, I didn't kill the dead human. If I had, I wouldn't dump the body in the station mall, for fuck's sake.