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I'm so sorry, Powder.
She was doing what she thought was right.
I have experience.
-We built them for mining the fissures.
So I see.
Your brother thinks he can talk his way out of anything.
I didn't want her to start crying and wake my parents up, so…
Go back to that big, shiny house of yours and just…
-Hmm.
Are you prepared to lose her?
-Your leadership is impotent.
You'd give me a throne?
This is your plan?
I believe I can save her, but the process will be demanding.
Except it's not your ship.
You and your friend can address the Council yourselves.
We'll paint the walls in gold.
-Enforcers, please escort them out. -Forget it.
I, too, once had a daughter.
What about us?
The threat of the undercity is real.