The War

"Yeah, because I could have stopped that from happening. It's not like I planned on getting killed by Gustav."

"You could have planned on not letting Katra take him. I wanted him." Jama glared at him.

"That has nothing to do with me." Martin said. "It's not my fault you lost to your little sister."

"Not my fault you have parenting issues."

Martin said nothing.

"Or your issues about dying.

"Did you come here just to pick a fight with all of the Twelve?" Luther asked.

"Yep. Reapers can't do anything else, can they?" She was referring to Diane and Cassandra. "or do they still have that instinct to f*ck everything?" She was referring to Luther.

"Jeez." Damien said. "You should calm down alittle."

"Or pick fights with beings far more powerful than you?" She was referring ot Damien and Dark/Alpha/Daniel/Jama.

"At least we don't need to pick out the flaws in others to make ourselves feel emotionally secure." Damien said. He was referring to what Jama was doing right now

"At least-" Jama was cut off by Dark's high jump kick. "Need help?" She asked calmly.

"Help would be nice." Damien said. "I mean, she did sorta kill Felix."

Dark nodded. "You know where to go."

The Reapers looked at Gaia. Gaia wasn't able to leave the building.

Dark tightened her jaw. "Anything I can do?"

"You could kill Jama." Damien suggested.

"I'm not sure that's possible."

"Well, that gun she has can hurt us, so it's possible she could use it to kill Gaia. We aren't leaving her alone if there's a chance she could die."

"So you're saying I should do something risky will all chance of backfire?"

"Isn't that all you ever do?" Damien asked.

"I breathe, don't I?"

Damien found that to be funny.

"I eat and drink, I'm mortal. If you forgot." Dark certainly didn't act like that.

"Eating can be deadly. What if you choke or someone poisoned your food?"