"This doesn't feel like something we should be doing."

"You always say that, how am I supposed to take you seriously?"

"I always stand by it whenever I say that, you just go and do these things and I'm left trying to figure out why."

"You don't have any reason to care about why I do what I do."

"I just think-"

"Yes, I know. You think that one mistake is all it'll take for them to finally kill us all in a single sweep. You've been saying the same thing for three millennia when am I supposed to finally die?"

"It doesn't hurt to be cautious."

"You've been spending too much time around them. Decisions are things that they have to care about, if you want to stress over every horrible thing that could happen in the future I'm fine banishing you to go live down there."

"I already told you that we only help them do things that help us. When has it ever turned out poorly? We're all still here and they all still erect statues and burn food that they think comes to us through the fumes."

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"Well, it does smell pretty good."

"Don't you have somewhere to be?"

"Yeah."

"So... go."

"So mean."

"You're annoying me can you please leave?"

"Alright, alright, I'm going. Such a child."

"Still older than you."

"Yeah by like a day or two."

"Leave."

"I just don't think that they're really helping us."

"When have they ever known something that we don't? When have-"

They see me.

"Hold on a second."

She turned toward me and I knew she was going to kill me the moment we locked eyes.

Now hold on a second, I need him.

"Then why'd you send him here?"

...

"I will turn him into quarks right here."

What are these threats supposed to do? You didn't even let me say anything. What do you think is going to happen here, I'll just let you kill him because I didn't respond?

"Why are you doing this? What are you getting out of sending them here?"

I don't think you'd get it even if I explained it for what's now the thousandth time. You'll just have to live with me doing as I please and you understanding that there's nothing you can do about that. Hey, that line sounds familiar, I could've sworn you said it that one time.

"You never actually explain anything, you just say that it helps us, and then nothing important happens."

Well you're not dead. I hope you sing my praises soon.

As for you, watcher, isn't there some tale you have to tell about what you've seen? What was the word you used for it?

Revelation.

I jolted up and ran into the town.

"I've received a revelation! A sign from he who stands above us all!"