Ulan-Tan was right.
[SALVATION ANNALS:: SERVITOR NIRIKS Perception Feed dump:]
[[Filtering Highspeak]]
ER: The call for aid is sent. This conversation is over.
IX: You owe me answers.
ER: You owe allegiance to your Kell. Prepare your nest for evacuation.
IX: They will kill you. Or worse.
ER: A cost I will gladly pay. Our people will not survive the Scorn on our own.
IX: But in what state will we survive?
ER: Anything is better than annihilation.
IX: You may feel differently in a Human cage.
ER: Leave. I have weapons to prepare. Where Scorn go, he often follows.
IX: As ever, I walk my own path. If I don't see you again, I will know another piece of Old Riis is lost.
[A snap-hiss. Metal groans and shakes.]
IX: You can't lead from a cage. You can't inspire from the grave.
ER: I do what I can. With what I have.