Re: Marlene/Emmeline
"Right sentiment, wrong answer," she said. "Usually, I wouldn't disagree, but when he's already thinking that he's the best, there's no way in hell that I'm going to go to him. He said a lot more than he should and if that's how he really feels about things, maybe it's best that we aren't together. I can compromise on a lot of things, but there's no way in hell that I'll ever let any man tell me that he's superior to me."
Marlene shrugged. "Well, then he's even more of an idiot than we thought. The division has done just fine without him for a long time, whether while he was alive or afterwards, and it will do fine even after. He is one person; the division is an institution. If he thinks that his entire life should be defined by his job, then someone should tell him otherwise."
She chuckled. "When we start getting things like new mattresses and sheets, pots and pans that don't belong to a past century. That sort of things. Look at it this way, if we hadn't fought, we would have never found the time to actually clean the house. Now, we're halfway there."