"...Yeah, I can work with that." It's all too familiar, in fact. Out of the fire, back into the same god damn frying pan. But this can end.

Her life of peace is coming. One last war. Just. Just one last war...

"...Level with me. And keep in mind that I'm a professional liar before you answer. Is your home gonna open its arms to monsters? To people who aren't human or anything close to it, and don't want to be?"