[ Fair enough, really, Sam would agree to that. There are a few in the Nest that he has a complicated enough relationship with that even he's not quite sure where they stand. Less than there used to be, granted, but he's not looking to go there now. Not with the way this conversation has turned.
Yeah. Yeah, he understands. Or at least he knows exactly what that would mean back home - if things go to shit, no one's gonna be coming to get their asses out of hot water. There's no extraction plan here, and hell, doesn't that sound familiar? Honestly, Sam can't say he's surprised. ]
The Station's position won't be compromised. If we blow our cover, we're on our own.
[She's quiet for a moment. When she speaks, her voice is soft and tinged with resignation.] We're glad you perceive the risk.
[Perhaps there's something more to be said. Some secret phrase she might speak to shift the probability of failure radically in their favor. Surely there must be an arrangement of words that might carry her presence to this world where they're going, so that she might somehow do more than simply watch and wait.
Instead she rises with a series of chimes from the strands of fine gold chains and their assortments of charms strung through the layers of her dress and wound the length of her arms. The chair Cathaway had occupied collapses back into the floor as if it had never been there at all.]
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Yeah. Yeah, he understands. Or at least he knows exactly what that would mean back home - if things go to shit, no one's gonna be coming to get their asses out of hot water. There's no extraction plan here, and hell, doesn't that sound familiar? Honestly, Sam can't say he's surprised. ]
The Station's position won't be compromised. If we blow our cover, we're on our own.
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[Perhaps there's something more to be said. Some secret phrase she might speak to shift the probability of failure radically in their favor. Surely there must be an arrangement of words that might carry her presence to this world where they're going, so that she might somehow do more than simply watch and wait.
Instead she rises with a series of chimes from the strands of fine gold chains and their assortments of charms strung through the layers of her dress and wound the length of her arms. The chair Cathaway had occupied collapses back into the floor as if it had never been there at all.]
If you can think of anything we can give you for your trip, please let us know.