Give them due credit. [His expression is unreadable.] If they're men of science, they ought to know already... I'd even hazard a guess that it's exactly what they want to see.
It's like this: we drag a bunch of people from different worlds, throw them altogether in some dangerous dystopia where resources are sparse, populate it with an ever-growing collection of monsters, and watch them struggle to survive. They die, we'll bring them back... just to run around in our maze some more for our amusement.
Maybe there's something more to it for them, but this is what affects us most.
Getting the chip out is risky, but if it'll leave you less vulnerable in the long run, it's probably best that you get rid of it soon, before a large-scale catastrophe strikes. [He ceases his pacing, looking up thoughtfully for a moment, with his back to Shizuo.]
Not that quick, I hope. [Spoken in a much lighter tone than what preceded it; he turns to Shizuo again.] Ain't got any cigarettes on me, but I'd still like to treat you to something.
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It's like this: we drag a bunch of people from different worlds, throw them altogether in some dangerous dystopia where resources are sparse, populate it with an ever-growing collection of monsters, and watch them struggle to survive. They die, we'll bring them back... just to run around in our maze some more for our amusement.
Maybe there's something more to it for them, but this is what affects us most.
Getting the chip out is risky, but if it'll leave you less vulnerable in the long run, it's probably best that you get rid of it soon, before a large-scale catastrophe strikes. [He ceases his pacing, looking up thoughtfully for a moment, with his back to Shizuo.]
Not that quick, I hope. [Spoken in a much lighter tone than what preceded it; he turns to Shizuo again.] Ain't got any cigarettes on me, but I'd still like to treat you to something.