Sephiroth: *narrows his eyes at Gorchev* You of all creatures of this base should know what a predator is like. Think of the lion and the gazelle. The lion waits in the grass, biding it’s time. The gazelle is relaxed, unknowing to the enemy, and utterly oblivious because it is hungry and wants to eat the grasses on the savannah. It thinks it is safe. It hears nothing, and relaxed further, lulled into a sense of false security. And once opportunity presents itself, it finds itself dead. *snorts* This is exactly what our enemy is doing. If you want to go out there and become the Nemesis’ next meal, be my guest.