After the bombs fell, most of the children born had some sort of illness. We call the half-lives, the medical staff here talk about radiation poisoning and tumors. They were the warriors, and you could get a little longer out of them with a transfusion.

[She reminds herself to check on Nux, be sure that Lark has taken him in to see the damn doctor.]

I fought, until it was obvious that it wasn't getting me anywhere. Then I went obedient.

[Mouth twisting in a sneer, as she heads off towards the mess.]