[ A game... Funny how it makes his blood run in an eerie familiar cold. It's really not much different from when Miller had them do those repairs, isn't it? That had sure felt like some twisted death game.

No, Fair. Don't make assumptions. Zack sucks in a breath. Lets it out slowly. Thinks a little more on that, looking uneasy. ]

Then... why not go somewhere else then with them? There's other places out there. I know for a fact Al's always telling people to come back with him.

[ Back to his world which he's so fond of. A world in which he seems so sure people could live peacefully in if he keeps offering it up like that. ]