"I have two jobs," Rosa said. "One's teaching. The other's shooting bad guys. Sometimes, I teach how to shoot bad guys."

The bouncing, at least, stopped, abruptly, but Rosa kept the ball firmly in her hand.

"Who did you say you were again?" she asked, shooting Zeiat a speculative look, feeling like she'd regret asking this, but how was it possible that there could be someone from the Radch that was even more dense and impossible to talk to than Hot Leaf Water?

And Baby Radchaai seemed downright normal now, which obviously couldn't be trusted...