"They have killed thousands in defense of humanity, I killed far less in defence of my kind. They have done the very same thing, they took lives that were equal to their own, to make sure not even more lives would be eradicated. And don't go argueing "but these guys were aggressive first." Danger is danger, no matter the intention. And had humanity been on constant look out for scouts, and shot them down before they turned back to report, who knows, the entire invasion could have been avoided.
So don't give me crap about my cause being evil and cause being noble. Your lives don't value over alien lives either. You defended yourself, and had the right to do so. We are defending ourselves, and have the right to do so. The difference is that you are more successful."
"Ah, but that wasn't what I was talking about, good dame. And I recall we struck down....fourty. And a giant robot.
What, I refer to, is to your attitude? If you will, why is it that you find it so necessary to act like this? Two of us wronged you, but in return, you treat humans like fools? I seem to recall a human let you reside in her home, and a human provided you with the materials to make housing.
Decide what you will. I'm running late for a nice dinner party."Mister Nancy stands up, twirling his hat.
"All I ask is that you rethink treating my good friend like a quack. And work on your boasts. As a master of bluster, I know what I'm talking about. As one who's been taught humility, I'll say it's a good a time as any to learn it."He walks through the back door and away.
It's a MIND roll, Sherlock*.
*Not sarcastic. Reference to Will being Sherlock Holmes with 100% more sarcasm. Continue.
Nancy passes the Twisquad. As he passes them, he whispers...
"Even I can tell better stories in my sleep while sleeping in a gourd than this."He walks off, whistling.