"In my world, I at least have a chance for equal rights and protections, eventually," Emma said, popping some of the meat right into her mouth. << Here? I'd be constantly at risk, for the rest of my life. Tell me, what would your armies do, now, in 1902, if they found out there was a girl who could kill someone with her brain, and leave no traces?>>

"Glacia?" she continued after swallowing. "I could live there, but I would forever be lesser, even if everyone is kind enough not to say so. And I don't do 'lesser.'"