[ The worst part is, Ephemera gets it. He understands and, given the option, would have done exactly the same thing. He's planned it out a few times in his head, trying to work out what he knows of Drake's world with his own sense of tactics. How he'd find the building, how he'd take it. How he'd probably get himself killed trying to get down to the sub levels, but he'd have to try. There's no other way it ends.

Ephemera breathes. Exhales slowly. ]

Maybe there was. I don't know. There was a lot of stuff I didn't want to see. But I get it. I, uh. Sometimes, I'd come up with assault plans for that lab you were trapped in. Just in case. Maybe half had a shot in hell, but I would've tried.