[ That's the real question, isn't it? What should they do?
Maine knows what he'd like to do. Knows what course he'd choose if it were up to him. He'd accept the Null's offer to send him home, then he'd step aside and let them slaughter the gods.
He has his own war to fight. The gods are nothing to him.
But it's not his choice. Like so many things throughout his life, he doesn't get a say in shit. His allies sided with the gods and made themselves targets; therefore, Maine will stand beside them. He has to protect them. There's no other option.
Unfortunately (or perhaps fortunately), those aren't thoughts Maine is comfortable sharing. Not with anyone. So he grunts and steps back to his steak. Flips the meat before returning to Pratt with another message: ]
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Maine knows what he'd like to do. Knows what course he'd choose if it were up to him. He'd accept the Null's offer to send him home, then he'd step aside and let them slaughter the gods.
He has his own war to fight. The gods are nothing to him.
But it's not his choice. Like so many things throughout his life, he doesn't get a say in shit. His allies sided with the gods and made themselves targets; therefore, Maine will stand beside them. He has to protect them. There's no other option.
Unfortunately (or perhaps fortunately), those aren't thoughts Maine is comfortable sharing. Not with anyone. So he grunts and steps back to his steak. Flips the meat before returning to Pratt with another message: ]
Place sucks.
[ Eloquent to the last. ]