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Drake: You’re afraid of him.

Kip: No. I’m not really. But we need what he has. I’m trying to play it cool. *looks at Drake* But I sense something… wrong… with him.

Drake: Something wrong with him?

Kip: I can’t put my finger on it. He has a feeling about him that… humans just do not.

Drake: No matter. We can take care of him after finishing the other Lunars.

Kip: Picking people off… is that all you think about? *mutters* Is that what you say to yourself about me?

Drake: Perhaps. *just walks on* But that will come after we pull the ship into the hangar. I’m not pushing it myself.

Kip: *silent… walks back towards the ship* ~It will not come… if I make the first move, Hunter…~