Oz just shook his head with a sorrowful sigh. [color=violet]"You know only death, Geode."[/color] Oz tried to mimic what Geode had done, displaying small faceless figures above his hands as he moved them back and forth. He closed his eyes. A blissful dog, a happy family, a new child. It started to grow grimmer from there, a man holding a dying woman as a stream of energy poured out of her until she was nothing. The same man standing over a huddle of bodies, looking down and away. Then he found a new girl and held her close. The images faded and his hands went to rest on his knees. [color=violet]"You're wrong to accuse us of knowing no light when all you can reveal is death and darkness. You're permeated by it. You've become it."[/color]

	Finally, but slowly, Oz stood up. [color=violet]"Why is it that you, who knows so much, who is so enlightened cannot show us any light?"[/color] He stepped back to Jenso's side. [color=violet]"If you have no revelation for me, then you know my answer. I will not roll over and die, nor will I watch as you annihilate everything. Your cold calculations are better fit for machines. [i]We[/i] are not your machines. I don't want to end you. I don't know what it would do to our world. Yet you give us no choice."[/color]