“Your boys okay?”“Tired, edgy, but giving it all they’ve got. One of ‘em has sworn to get Vau, another is having a love affair with a woman he shouldn’t even look at, I’m collecting waifs and strays like an animal shelter, and we nearly killed a treasury agent. But if I told you the really bad stuff, you’d think I have problems.”

“Vau: "We were having a philosophical discussion, as Mandalorians often do, and I asserted that the only demonstrable reality was individual consciousness, but he insisted on the existence of a priori moral values that transcended free will. So I hit him." Zey: "You think you're so witty." Vau: "No, I think you should stay out of Mando clan business.”

“Scorch: "I think Sev might have an anger problem." Sev: "I think you have an intelligence problem.”

“Touch me again, chakaar, and I’ll ram this into your carotid artery.”“I haven’t got one.”“Then I’ll have to keep stabbing you until I find somewhere else that bleeds copiously.”

“Sitting back and not getting involved while people get killed in an endless cycle of wars doesn't count as not having blood on your hands.”

“Oh, you are a little ray of sunshine today, aren’t you? Now, look at your progesterone levels. Still higher than normal. Are you pregnant? Have you been throwing up?”“No. But I get cravings. Will I get stretch marks?” said Fi.Gilamar kept a straight face. “Yeah, say goodbye to your figure. Everything sags from now on.”

“That’s the worst thing about having chakaare like us around. We just wander off, find someplace you don’t know about, and hole up in it and get into all sorts of mischief that you know nothing about. And then we bill you for it. Dreadful.”“Dreadful. Is this the kind of thing that CSF might notice?”“Were we to get out of hand, I imagine very senior officers in CSF might need to be reassured, but not by you.”“Dreadful. Hypothetically, anyway.”