Ix nodded, closing her eyes as the scene around them dissolved. Unplugging from the strange computer was just as disconcerting as plugging in had been, but the alien was possessed of a somber humor after what she had been shown and spared no thoughts for simple discomfort. Very few things in her life had ever motivated her to such a sharp sense of purpose as what had transpired inside the machine.<br/><br/>"We shall kill this Weskia Tom. You and I. Properly. He will not come back from the death we send him to."