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Purple Chanting Flitter
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"What's that look on your face, Dowser? Are you feeling sorry for it? Don't feel bad. If you really think about it, he would've done the same to you if you were the one sitting there, bleeding in the dark and cold."
"...You're wrong."
"Oh? And how am I wrong? It doesn't matter what alien it is, not just the Neumono. Could be a Belenos, a Miklik, Heef, human or Pomi. It doesn't matter. These aliens don't give a damn about us. All we've ever been to them was expendable, readily available cheap labor."
"You only know as much as I do, and I've hardly met any aliens personally, so neither of us knows what they're truly like. We don't know what their worlds are like. We don't know what the outer universe holds. Maybe if I brought the alien with me, he’d tell me about it all."
"You want to see the outside for yourself, don't you?"
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"...Maybe I do."
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"So what the hell are you carrying that box for? "
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"What exactly is your game, Clay?"
"To keep you guessing."
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