James S.A. Corey

“And also if you call me ‘little girl’ again, I will hurt you.”
“Is that right, ninita?” Ramez said, his grin turning condescending.
“No,” Bobbie said, stepping toward him. “No, that’s not right. Pulling that gear will be delicate work. I can’t risk her damaging her hands before we get out there.” Bobbie took another step into Ramez and stared down at him. “So I’ll hurt you. Mao’s my second on this. Don’t make me beat some respect into you, ninito.”
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