Not currently, [ he agrees, and lets that stand in a ringing silence that says more than enough on its own.
It's unconditional. It doesn't matter who it is, or why. Harold made his choices already about what he wants to believe and what he's willing to do, and it wasn't too long ago that he'd shot a U.N. ambassador with a dose of ketamine and stolen his identity to creep inside a highly secure facility and infect the entire world with a debilitating virus. He couldn't carry it out then, but he'd done it later. He'd shut down everything, everywhere, for at least a few minutes. He knows the repercussions of that. He purposefully killed his own child, because there are limits.
He'd finally decided there are limits. Harold doesn't come to them easily, but he knows where they are, now, can see them stark and fresh like a recently opened wound. A line he won't just refuse to cross, like before, but will now take action to defend.
He intentionally lets out a long breath to steady himself. ]
I've tried to be very clear with you from the beginning, Mr. Carver. You will tell me if you wish to leave before taking action against us, and I will not abide someone harming you regardless of cause. Those are the rules.
[ That's more authoritative than he usually likes to be, but -- he remembers the consequences of when he refuses to take a stand. It might not be his decision to make... but he's making it. ]
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It's unconditional. It doesn't matter who it is, or why. Harold made his choices already about what he wants to believe and what he's willing to do, and it wasn't too long ago that he'd shot a U.N. ambassador with a dose of ketamine and stolen his identity to creep inside a highly secure facility and infect the entire world with a debilitating virus. He couldn't carry it out then, but he'd done it later. He'd shut down everything, everywhere, for at least a few minutes. He knows the repercussions of that. He purposefully killed his own child, because there are limits.
He'd finally decided there are limits. Harold doesn't come to them easily, but he knows where they are, now, can see them stark and fresh like a recently opened wound. A line he won't just refuse to cross, like before, but will now take action to defend.
He intentionally lets out a long breath to steady himself. ]
I've tried to be very clear with you from the beginning, Mr. Carver. You will tell me if you wish to leave before taking action against us, and I will not abide someone harming you regardless of cause. Those are the rules.
[ That's more authoritative than he usually likes to be, but -- he remembers the consequences of when he refuses to take a stand. It might not be his decision to make... but he's making it. ]