“Time for the Hail Mary pass, changelings,” Forerunner said. “For Lucky’s sake, I hope you can do what you say. If you fail, I will have no choice but to turn to the Agamemnon. You don’t know what that is, but she’ll be heartbroken. Oh, and… maybe a thousand segments are about to be destroyed for no reason. If this was all some clever lie—now’s your last chance to admit it.”