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[ There was far, far too much to do, even at this point-- at the very least they had the basis for their stronghold set up, rooms forming-- the most necessary first, of course, Shader's laboratory and the nursery, and only the former because the latter simply wouldn't work without it(and the complaints would be endless, Aion knew).

But the nurseries were in their finishing stages, and at this point it was hard not to stand back and take a look at just how far they'd managed to come in so short a time. ]

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And I'm saying I specifically am going to worry regardless.

[Pauses halfway through trying to think up a rebuttal to that last part--

....

Turns away, crossing his arms 8|]

[ lol!! Hands him the water, though. ]

Yes, because that is all you do regardless of what is happening at any given moment anyway.

[... ttttakes it............]

You exaggerate, as always.

I would never do such a thing!

[sighs. It speaks of unimaginable suffering.

... pausing after taking a drink from the glass, peering into it]

Where did you even get this? Did we get the water facilities working?

To an extent. Shader needed running water for a cooldown system in case of malfunction.

It's also from the river. What did you think I got it from, stagnant puddles?

[Don't get smart with me!!]

... A simple yes or no would have sufficed.

That would be far too easy.

[He sighs and finishes the water, setting it aside so that he can approach the glass panel isolating one of the wombs]

Anyway. What was the final count? I never heard.

...Some of the eggs couldn't be incubated in time, so we lost a few. And then escaping, and the ones that turned out not to be viable...

All in all, I believe we have 46 healthy eggs left.

[Forty-six. That's all that's left of the hundreds that comprised generations 260 and on.]

... I see.

...It's much better than I was expecting, honestly. Let's look at it this way: 46 more siblings than we had before, healthy and protected.

But not safe.

They'll never be safe, as long as She's alive. No one will.

[ ... siiigh ]

So we need to concentrate on what we can do now. Enhance our barriers, after we've finished what we're working on. The eggs are our first priority.

They're safer than they'll ever be anywhere else.

I'm worried about them, too. But you're not thinking long-term; we're not sustainable on our own, and as amazing as Shader is, she can't supply us with the resources Pandaemonium could.

... And you're forgetting all the others, still trapped there. Where is their chance at freedom?

I'll make it work. I have to.

They're just going to have to find their own way. [ SUCKS FOR THEM. :| ]

But they won't find their own way, Aion. Not without help.

Well, when they stop trying to kill us, let me know. Maybe I'll find it in my cold, dead heart to sympathize.

[ HANDWAVE. :) ]

[The Elders are not everyone and you know it]

Aion.

[ wow it's almost like you think i care at this point ]

Chrono.

[AND THIS IS WHY YOU SUCK SOMETIMES]

--You're not even trying to give this any thought!

It is not my concern right now. My number one priority is getting these eggs hatched and getting this place working.

I don't know what you expect to do about them. Storm Pandaemonium? Talking sense won't work with them and you know it.

There is a way. If we demolished it from the inside out, covertly... we could keep casualties low, but still bring down the caste system. It would just take time, and planning.

Time that we do not have right now. The moment you step into Pandaemonium, she'll know you're there. They all will.

When the time comes that we need to make this move, we will. But for now, until we're able to create this world of our own, where they have some semblance of safety, we concentrate on fortifying our defenses here. Not of launching an attack.

[But our species is suffering now-- And our mother--

He opens his mouth, as if it say something, then thinks better of it and clamps it shut immediately]

... I will hold you to that, Aion. When the time comes.