Ramsey:
the ever ending smile of the mask Ramsey worn may have gotten abit wider but the mask was unmoving Ramsey heard of such a Device but even he could not find away into that sector when he moved among the code of the net "all the power and responsibility resting on your shoulders, how do you carry it jean, I am weak it took all my resolve to come asking for help...to shape this world so we can belong....I think you and I can do that my dear."
Ramsey's words were like honey to the ear, with his hand that was not entangled with jeans he moved his teal hair from the eye holes in the mask he wore then moved the same hand to jeans face lightly brushing her hair from her face aswell "we are thinkers my dear....we are the best ones to help plan the future for our race not those who rely on brute force"