Rogue Protocol (The Murderbot Diaries, #3)

by Martha Wells

If you had to take care of humans, it was better to take care of small soft ones who were nice to you and thought you were great because you kept preventing them from being murdered.

the kind of contract I had done more times than I still had in my memory.

“Miki, damage report.” “I am at eighty-six percent functional capacity.” It held up its arm stump. “It’s only a flesh wound.”