“If you’d gone to that man, offered your services, said you’d tell him what he wanted to know for money, we wouldn’t be having this conversation, on account of your dried and desiccated corpse floating somewhere in orbit around Osiris. And I wouldn’t have thought twice about it.” Mal let that sink in for a moment. “But you didn’t. It took drugs and torture to make you, and you fought them at every step.”
-- Mal by Jane0904