“Regin to Fegley: "I finally understand what a dickie-do is. Your gut does stick out more than your dickie do.”

“I finally understand what a dickie-do is. Your gut does stick out more than your dickie do.--Regin”

“Regin:“I finally understand what a dickie-do is. Your gut does stick out more than your dickie do.”

“When the warden appeared outside their cell, he ogled Regin's bared midriff. Gross. Whenever men leered at her, Regin tended to leer back. She canted her head on the floor, turning it one way, then the other. "I finally understand what a dickie-do is. Your gut does stick out more than your dickie do.”

“Your time's running out, Valkyrie." Fegley gave another wallop before he squeaked off. Regin narrowed her eyes, watching him till he was out of sight. "One day I'm going to make that little piggy cry all the way home.”

“Kneeling before him, Regin murmured, "Don't let that Fegley worm get to you." Still staring ahead, the kid slowed his banging. "There's a good ... male of indeterminate species.”

“The largest one laughed. Until Natalya's glass shard plugged his jugular. Regin aimed and pulled the trigger. The gun kicked as bullets sprayed. It was shredding their torsos like cheese, halving their bodies. "Let's do this! Rock out with your cocks out!”