| dialog | - Lamb: And how are you feeling now, Gilbert?
Alexander: In the tank? I am adrift. Rapture's memories...a galaxy in flux. Each star, I observe in turn. By repetition, each voice is made distinct. Consensus emerges. Just as...I am just as you hoped, Sofia.
Lamb: Gilbert. This sounds familiar. Tomorrow, after treatment, we shall speak again.
Alexander/Alex the Great: Wait...b-but you've only just arrived...Sofia! Don't go! I...I'm in CHARGE now, WOMAN! DON'T YOU DARE LEAVE ME!
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