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Andrew looked at Rokk and smacked him over the shoulder with a little too much force. He backed away and apologized before taking a silent look at the rest of the team.

"I understand what you're saying, Rokk, but I think they can do it. They're good kids, and they can fight better than anyone I've ever met when they're ready for it. If you're worried, I'll be there to protect them. I'm good at that if nothing else," he said, smiling, then his face turned downwards and he stared at the ground a moment. "I'm worried about myself more than anything. Sometimes I think I won't be able to take anymore, eventually I'll collapse and I won't be able to get up anymore... but I still go, don't I? Maybe it's just I don't want anyone else to die, maybe it's just selfish glory-hogging, but I know it's there, and I know that I'll always be there for the Legion. I promise you, Rokk, I won't let anyone else die."

Turning to everyone else, he gave Rokk one last thumbs up before addressing Pano.

"You know, I think you're my favorite. Even so, I don't think I can talk Braniac down, I think he's made his mind up. No matter how much it hurts to say it, I'm pretty sure we're going to end up killing him," he managed to get out, frowning invisibly behind his mask. "I know it's against your code, hell, it's against all our codes, but this isn't some comic book anymore, he's shown himself to be willing to kill any number of us, and I don't care if it makes us just as bad as him, we can't be safe until he's dead," he said, steeling himself from the emotions that began collecting in his abdomen.

They couldn't win this if they left Braniac alive, winning is calling the final shot, permanently. They were friends once, but Andrew only felt hate for the man, what he had done to them. He knew Rokk didn't feel the same, but Andrew was not Rokk, and Andrew had grown too attached to the new recruits to let them die a pointless death trying to capture a man who had no good left in him.