"They'll kill you!" ((MathesonOfTheRepublic)) ((I have all the replies drafted! I promise I'll do all the replies soon!))
((I could never stay mad at my favorite Miles))
"Why the hell would you care anyway?! This saves Bass doesn’t it?"
"I’m not as stupid as the others. Besides, it’ll give the rest of you time to get moving. Now let me go."
"Nora. I said no, god damn it.”
Miles ran a hand down his face. They really had no where to go.
"They want me. Let me go out there, and then find a way to rescue me after. It’s the safest plan right now. They won’t kill me right away."
"Yeah, that sounds like a wonderful plan. You know as much as you joke about it, you dont’ actually have the genes of a cockroach, Miles. You can be killed."
"Yeah, but they’ll want information from me, and they’ll want me to die publicly. That gives you plenty of time to not die here and now, and to save me later."
"You think I can’t survive one of their camps? I survived Monroe remember? I can do this as well you can."
"I don't think you'll get the chance too. They're more likely to shoot you on sight. Why are you so determined to kill yourself like this?"
