When two people get in a fight, and only one has a gun and the will to use it? That’s a short damned fight. Only it wasn’t Bobbie’s voice that said it this time. It was Amos’. A few decades flying the same ship together had built little versions of her family in her head. Made some part of them a part of her, even when she didn’t particularly want them to be. Even when the little mirrors of them only told her that their conversation wasn’t finished. — 89: 1280-1283
Laypeople didn’t understand how much scientific literature was about nuance and shared understanding. — 266: 3893-3894
“I understand,” she lied. “I do.” — 406: 5929-5930