| rdfs:comment | - I told you not to kill him. Does he look dead to you? I am an expert at this sort of thing, construct. This runt was hardly in prime condition when we pulled him off that wreck. Fair enough. Go on, take a break. I’ll take it from here. As you wish. <Muffled footsteps. A door opens, then closes.> Well then. This is quite the situation you’ve found yourself in. Maimed and captured, abandoned by your friends—again—and at the Covenant’s mercy. You’re lucky you have me to look out for you. Look… look out for me? You’re the one… behind all this! Helping the Covenant, torturing me… Torture is such an ugly word. I prefer the term “education.” You’re so… full of shit… can’t believe I ever…! <Garbled, possibly coughing.> Careful, now. Don’t get too excited. Wouldn’t want to make your wounds
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| abstract | - I told you not to kill him. Does he look dead to you? I am an expert at this sort of thing, construct. This runt was hardly in prime condition when we pulled him off that wreck. Fair enough. Go on, take a break. I’ll take it from here. As you wish. <Muffled footsteps. A door opens, then closes.> Well then. This is quite the situation you’ve found yourself in. Maimed and captured, abandoned by your friends—again—and at the Covenant’s mercy. You’re lucky you have me to look out for you. Look… look out for me? You’re the one… behind all this! Helping the Covenant, torturing me… Torture is such an ugly word. I prefer the term “education.” You’re so… full of shit… can’t believe I ever…! <Garbled, possibly coughing.> Careful, now. Don’t get too excited. Wouldn’t want to make your wounds worse, would we? Everything that’s happened… it’s all just another scheme of yours. It’s all just another game to you. Oh? I didn’t get you trapped on an exploding carrier. I didn’t get your arm hacked off. I’m never the one who gets you into these situations, but I’m usually the one who gets you out of them. Right now I’m all that’s standing between you and a messy death. But fine, don’t blame yourself. Blame me. You know, sometimes I wonder why I even bother. Always pulling my strings. Making me do your dirty work. Think I don’t see through you? You really like to flatter yourself, don’t you? You think I need you to run errands for me? In case you hadn’t noticed, I have the Covenant at my beck and call now. I don’t need you. No one needs you. But here I am now, which is more than can be said for the people you call friends these days. You don’t know anything… No, you don’t know anything. I thought you were cleverer than most meatbags, but I guess I overestimated you. They only ever kept you around and tolerated you because you were useful. You disgust them! You’re a monster. It’s time for you to wake up and smell the ashes. Zoey will never forgive you for what happened to her parents. Gavin will never stop seeing Venter’s little psychopath. Now that you’re gone they’re relieved. They’ll mourn, sure, but now they don’t have to spend every waking moment wondering when you’ll go off your meds and slaughter something. Shut up… you’re lying. Shut up! No one has ever cared about you beyond how you can be useful to them. Of course, I’m no different, but at least I try to give you things in return. You’ll learn that, in time. Why… why are you doing this to me? Shhh… enough for now. You should relax while you can. Ro’nin will be back soon. We’ll continue this conversation another time.
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