[Sorrow's body is solid- for the time being, feels solid, looks solid, but he's anything but flesh and bone. When Law speaks, he tilts his head, observant, quiet- the gesture seems human enough.
But he's not human. There's still something alien to him that's difficult to quite isolate, something too hollow and elegant to be anything like humanity.]
I try to be very open about the Door. It isn't my interest to keep you all in the dark- rather, I only refuse to tell you things when I think it would hurt my purposes.
[But more to the point.]
It's no small secret that we're overwhelmed. We have been for years; even before the Null killed the rest of the colonies, when they first attacked there was nothing we could do, as we had never before encountered war and our hosts weren't built for it. Our own colony- and with it our entire species- survived by a single thread, which was Hope and Fear escaping and finding the Door, after everything else had died.
In the years since, we've bolstered our forces. All eight of us are alive again, we have a stable host population- but you must understand, we're not fighting a war. "War" implies that both sides are at least reasonably evenly matched. This is... [he takes a moment, searching for the right term.] ...this is resisting a genocide. What we've done should not be discounted, but all we have done is survive.
[It's not often that Sorrow will comment on how truly dire their situation is, but- there you have it.]
Tactically, no sane man would ever take our fight, and yet take it we must. I've grown to believe in the capabilities of our hosts here, but there's a difference between respecting your power and believing that we will ever be able to eradicate all of the Null forever.
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But he's not human. There's still something alien to him that's difficult to quite isolate, something too hollow and elegant to be anything like humanity.]
I try to be very open about the Door. It isn't my interest to keep you all in the dark- rather, I only refuse to tell you things when I think it would hurt my purposes.
[But more to the point.]
It's no small secret that we're overwhelmed. We have been for years; even before the Null killed the rest of the colonies, when they first attacked there was nothing we could do, as we had never before encountered war and our hosts weren't built for it. Our own colony- and with it our entire species- survived by a single thread, which was Hope and Fear escaping and finding the Door, after everything else had died.
In the years since, we've bolstered our forces. All eight of us are alive again, we have a stable host population- but you must understand, we're not fighting a war. "War" implies that both sides are at least reasonably evenly matched. This is... [he takes a moment, searching for the right term.] ...this is resisting a genocide. What we've done should not be discounted, but all we have done is survive.
[It's not often that Sorrow will comment on how truly dire their situation is, but- there you have it.]
Tactically, no sane man would ever take our fight, and yet take it we must. I've grown to believe in the capabilities of our hosts here, but there's a difference between respecting your power and believing that we will ever be able to eradicate all of the Null forever.