[Heh. Damn straight. Bout time you saw some sense. But she's gracious enough--in her mind it's gracious--not to rub it in.]
We don't need anything. We were fine before the strangers showed up. [Even she knows that's a lie, but right now, it seems preferable than this.]
And what makes you so damn sure they're going to cooperate with us, huh? What makes you think they're not going to sell us out first chance they get? [Are you blinded by their pretty, shiny tech? She isn't.]
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[he runs a hand over his face. Why can't the prophecies just be simple for once.] We need all the help we can get. With them we have a chance.
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We don't need anything. We were fine before the strangers showed up. [Even she knows that's a lie, but right now, it seems preferable than this.]
And what makes you so damn sure they're going to cooperate with us, huh? What makes you think they're not going to sell us out first chance they get? [Are you blinded by their pretty, shiny tech? She isn't.]