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“It’s going to take a hell of a lot of planning.”
“It is.”
“We’re going to need all the help we can get.”
“We are.”
“We need the humans on board.”
“We do.”
Isaac snorted. “Stop agreeing with me.”
“Stop being right.” Michael stopped when the sand ran out but didn’t turn to head back. “We can do it, though, right?”
We have to.The alternative didn’t bear thinking about.
“Yes,” Isaac answered without hesitation. “Or die trying.”
Michael sighed before looking back at the others, their laughter travelling on the breeze. He met Isaac’s gaze. “That’s what I’m afraid of.”
