Caitlin Starling

“Her rigid certainty that, for better or worse, the world endures human suffering. That it is worth it, to restore order, instead of breaking and beginning anew.”
― Caitlin Starling, The Starving Saints

“She curled her fingers inside her gloves, wishing she could feel Em’s hand beneath her own. Her shoulders quaked with her quiet crying, and Em said nothing, demanded nothing. Gyre listened to the splashing of her tears against the stone below her, and it felt real. She existed outside the suit, and the suit wasn’t just a mechanical cage. It was Em. No matter what, as long as her computer remained linked to the suit, Gyre wasn’t doing this alone.”
― Caitlin Starling