We've been at it for thirty days. I didn't even remember you before thirty days ago, and yet here we are. I'm at my wit's end with you. I've been working day and night, doing everything you've asked. I've built for you, and I've destroyed for you. I escorted everyone you asked without question, and I've spied on every suspicious person you asked me to. I did it all without question. Now, I've been giving it some thought. I've been wondering what it all adds up to. Do you remember the General? He leveled the building. Of course we all already knew that, but now I know why. It's not because he wanted to stop me, or “our” cause, but because he didn't want you to escape. He knew more about you than I realized at the time. He knew what lengths you'd go to in order to succeed. I've seen the reports, and I know more now. I know who you are, truly. You're no scientist. You're no mortal either. You were barely even a guardian. No, you're just a demon, that's all. Some dastardly demon, who wants to see humanity burned out. You're corrupt to the core. I oughtta put you down, right here. I remember everything now. I remember you from my childhood. Always watching. Always in the corner of my eye. Now I understand why. Because you knew being the centerpiece of anything would end this death streak of yours. That's it. I'm out of here. You can burn the house down, but I'm not getting involved any more. I've had it. There's no way I'm helping you with this fight of yours. Jennings is dead because of this, you know? Of course you know though, it's just a matter of you caring. You don't care about any of those soldiers or civilians out there, do you? They're just numbers and resources to add and subtract, that's what you think. What about Wolfram, or Stockton? They gave their lives to make sure you could get out of that church when I was out of commission. But what do you care, huh? “That was their job” huh? They died for a better future, but little did they know that you just want to snatched the throne. You make me sick. I don't care who you are, or were, Arc. What you are now is a betrayer. We're through.
