Like a vision out of the blue on Sunday. You all standing in front of a machine, thinking about...your dead comrades, I think. There were nine of you. Some I recognized, some I didn't.
But it seemed like the decision you were making was monumental, and the lights flashed different colors and...you changed, I think?
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But it seemed like the decision you were making was monumental, and the lights flashed different colors and...you changed, I think?
I suppose that is when you became Avatars.
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we've been here for a long time, bud.
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Those people who died...they were consumed weren't they.
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... they're gone now, so it doesn't matter.
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And of course it matters. They were your friends.
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some food for thought, though.]