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“A kiss from the Captain would probably melt my central processor.��
Thorne winked at her. “Oh trust me. It would.”
― Marissa Meyer, Winter

“When they reached a maintenance closet, Iko ushered the escort-droid inside.

“I want you to know that I hold nothing against you,�� she said, by way of introduction. “I understand that it isn’t your fault your programmer had so little imagination.��

The escort-droid held her gaze with empty eyes.

“In another life, we could have been sisters, and I feel it’s important to acknowledge that.��

A blank stare. A blink, every six seconds.

“But as it stands, I’m a part of an important mission right now, and I cannot be swayed from my goal by my sympathy for androids who are less advanced than myself.��

Nothing.

“All right then.�� Iko held out her hands. “I need your clothes.”
― Marissa Meyer, Cress

“I don't compute.”
― Marissa Meyer, Scarlet

“Sorry, sorry, don’t mind me, coming through, oh why hello there—�� This to a particularly handsome Kai look-alike droid, which had no more reaction than any of the others. “Or not,�� she muttered, brushing past him. “Pardon me, a little space, please?”
― Marissa Meyer, Cress

“In case you don't recognize me, I happen to be good friends with Princess Selene. I'm willing to guess you've heard of-"
"Apprehend her."
"I guess you have.”
― Marissa Meyer, Winter

“[He] spat. Literally spat on this gorgeous tile floor.
"EW!" Iko cried, "You heathen!”
― Marissa Meyer, Winter