"Appreciated," Kovacs says grudgingly, giving Miller a stiff nod. "I don't want to be shot. It fucking hurts. It's how the last sleeve I had died."

So many bullet holes. So much blood. He's still pretty smug that it had taken so much to bring him down but he knows he has Quell to thank for that. Quell who is still lurking and laughing.

"They filled me full of bullets," Kovacs recalls, shaking his head, "because they were upset that I'd left their little group of shitty soldiers. Payback was a bitch in this instance."