“One thing, Doctor,” she said. “Just so there’s no misunderstanding, I’m a woman, okay? Female. I don’t know what that really means to you, but it’s important to me.” There was a pause. Perhaps it was accessing files or remembering instructions from Rove. But Dr. Rat only twitched its whiskers. “That is acceptable,” the translator explained, probably quite mystified, but Kay was surprised how much better the concession made her feel. I can work with you, she decided. Or at least she could try.
