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sensitIV

[ The elevator opens up to a room spacious enough to house the whole unit comfortably, but with no furniture to speak of except a touchscreen podium near the far wall, displaying a row of four larger-than-life mahjong tiles on a red background. On the left side of the screen is a square that says TRADE. The walls and floor of the room are nearly checkered with metal panels, out of place against the rest of the marble flooring and unremarkable off-white walls.

The elevator doors close behind you. ]

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Apparently. Even if I can't really feel happy about that.

. . . Neither can I. For this means that we can't target them - they'll protect themselves, and our damage will be sent to a random unit instead. We've lost our choice, like that.

There's... still choices we could make. If we played a low number, it wouldn't matter so much if it got deflected.

. . . Then there's a great chance that we'll be hit, as well.

[he nods.]

... I know I can't ask everyone to go along with that.

. . . I don't mind it. Even if we lose, I don't mind it.

But, we already resolved to protect ourselves from the beginning. If we were to back down now, then what was the point of playing that tile?

[he's quiet for a moment, then:]

We didn't know what was going to happen with the first tile. It could have not gone through. Now we're more well-informed...

And someone has paid the price for it.

. . . I don't mind. We know, now, which four units are the dangerous units.

I--

[drops his face into his hands and scrubs at it for a moment, then looks up, fingers still tangled in his hair. his voice is quiet.]

We can't play low. I want to, but we have to take responsibility. We're the only ones who can heal the other units.