He didn't need to state it outright, Arven could connect the dots. He rubbed his face, teeth grit, overcome with too many emotions.
"Again? You're doing this to me again?" First the real Turo throwing himself over that brute, then this one into the time machine- the fact that he was right only made it worse. The fact that each 'death' was some noble sacrifice did nothing to soothe his anger. All it did was heap onto his frustration... because he couldn't argue against it. Because he was right.
And he was right to have Arven do it- just like with the Protocol he had to assume the AI was unable to 'self terminate' or something like that. And anyone else could just take advantage of the chance to 'win' the game instead of getting everyone free.
He might not has inherited his father's mind, but he certain did his emotionally driven stubbornness.
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"Again? You're doing this to me again?" First the real Turo throwing himself over that brute, then this one into the time machine- the fact that he was right only made it worse. The fact that each 'death' was some noble sacrifice did nothing to soothe his anger. All it did was heap onto his frustration... because he couldn't argue against it. Because he was right.
And he was right to have Arven do it- just like with the Protocol he had to assume the AI was unable to 'self terminate' or something like that. And anyone else could just take advantage of the chance to 'win' the game instead of getting everyone free.
He might not has inherited his father's mind, but he certain did his emotionally driven stubbornness.
"No. I'm not doing it."