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You sent a screenshot of your communications with your colleagues to the <i>The Savior?</i>

More appropriate to put it as a DOD-aligned newspaper getting its hands on certain documents that could not be obtained by official means.

But I heard your Control has already reached an understanding with Jackson concerning Propeller Paradise.

None too thrilled about it, are you? But it won't stop me from making another deal with you.

You understand that, in the aftermath of the Horizon Arc Project, Rhine Lab's credibility with the Department of Defense has become roughly the equivalent of Mama John's scratch-off lottery tickets—garbage.

Which is why I only came to you after Saria reached an understanding with Jackson.

In the aftermath of the setback in Bolívar, the failure of the Horizon Arc Project, and the Propeller Paradise incident, the Department of Defense's credibility with President Mark Max has become...

Well, I suppose I should spare you the proverbs.

I don't know what exactly our scientists are planning, but I know the value they can create. In this, I'm sure we're in agreement.

I'm a businessman, and my priority is Rhine's business interests.

Sounds like I have no reason to refuse.

It's a pleasure doing business with you.

To be frank with you, I didn't think much of you when Blake recommended you...

Hah. I'm sure you remember my life story that I just shared, which is a fairly interesting one, if I do say so myself...

All you need to do is think something of fate. As for your attitude toward the one who controls its pulse—

That's rarely in your hands.