‘That’s right, cheer me up.’
A smile flitted across her face. ‘Sorry. But it’s hard to think in terms of peace when you have a murdered city on one hand, the pent-up force of a hyperportal on the other, a closing army of nanocreatures somewhere just over the hill and the air awash with lethal-dose radiation.’
Broken Angels by Richard Morgan (página 269)
É o ponto de situação de uma história que não me está a cativar muito.