"D'aaw, you got a 10 year old pouty side after all." Charon said, tilting his head, smiling somewhat. Even after the whole ordeal, this flustering of the girl made him a bit at ease. And to think he was considering to [i]kill her[/i] before. God, he was really [i]gone[/i] off the deep end this time. "I's okay though, not many have seen the burning hellfire of madness that's beyond my usual mask of civility. You would rock Hollywood if it still existed."

He put a hand in his hip. "Determination and courage aren't something easily taught. As the distinction between that and foolishness isn't very clear. Some could say you either have it or not." He paused.

"Still, now that we're still here, alone... let me tell you something before I leave." He paused. "I could really use a plan B. What I know and I have experienced, despite not being able to cure the Virus, could save many people. That's why I wanted to recruit you. You're the only one around here who would have the highest amount of time to do so." He coughed.

"In a year or so, you'll begin to undergo changes. You'll become the youngest privileged mind of this wasteland. And without fear of being felled to the virus. If I manage to train you as a medic during that and you finish what others started." He continued.

"Instead of an [i]Oracle[/i] chosen by the [i]Highest[/i], you would be the [i]Saviour[/i] of [i]Mankind.[/i]" He smirked.

"And the reason why I am entrusting you this is because you've flustered like a tomato and showed me your doubts, and the fact you questioned me. You know your own weakness in the end." He motioned towards the door. "But as you said, this is dumb. I'll leave you, lest you change my mind about our deal." He added, picking up his things and heading towards the door, where Katie would be. "I'll repeat this offer as many times as you need, but I need you, in person to take the first step."