“These Are Not The Droids You Are Looking For.”
“You just pounded yourself into me with all the finesse of a sweaty celibate breaking fast with a rented sex droid.”
“Sometimes he seems like a droid--or a drone. Fang of Nine. Fang2-D2.”
“We will destroy you,” the Flyboys droned. “You have no escape.” That was the most imaginative, threatening thing the whitecoats had programmed these ’droids to say? “Talk about lame,” Fang muttered.”
“I gave them my best Obi-Wan Kanobi, a heavy, calm confidence, willing them towards the conclusion that we didn't have any droids on us.”
“The only person I could trustwas Mom.Mom . Who I’d never see again unless Iaced these tests. And all I had to do wasbe a good little an droid. Strong . Focused.Emotion free.”