"Looks like the medics have the casualties...probably safer than if I tried something," Ryan told Anika with a shrug. Damn it, I was hoping that I could get back in my real body...of course, then I'd be stuck with the blond patrol and Demon Cassie. I guess you can't have everything.
"Sir, with all respect, I'm not sure we have time for this. We're mentally communicating with an Eternal who's talking about judging us, then destroying our world. If it's not of equal urgency, it can probably wait," Ryan says with a grim smile. Damn it all, I'm not really one for this diplomacy chit chat. I'm probably more up-to-speed with all this Eternal business than most of the others though, so I just have to resist the urge to tell Proxy to take a number and hike to the back of the line.
"Okay, so we've committed some crimes, or created imbalances or disruptions or whatever. Can you tell us what exactly we can do to fix it, or make amends, or whatever? Or how we can convince your Council not to destroy us? Because if it's all the same to you, I'd rather not die. Or even what this trial or judgement entails? We're kind of new at this, but we're willing to play ball. And if you don't mind, most of the team isn't in any kind of physical condition to stand trial or whatever." Ryan forced himself to remain calm and his voice neutral, despite the growing urge to say something caustic and disrespectful.
