[ Kill him. It would make it so much easier, wouldn't it? No worrying about what to say next. How to maintain his cover. Target number three, the third person on the list that he's supposed to eliminate, right in front of him. Three scoots forward, a hop down to the ground, a resolute step forward, left hand on his collar, the heel of his right slamming into the arch of that nose. He knows how to do it where it'll kill the Emperor instantly. No time even to cry out to Miles...to Miles-whoever.
When you're this height, too, the angle is even good. Makes it easier.
But he can't. So - then - Is he telling the truth? Almost certainly not, the clone decides. It's a bluff to try to push him into a corner. To try to cow him into blowing his cover. Right? It has to be. A telepathic link...That's - really ridiculous. Completely ridiculous. Right?
Don't believe him. You can't believe him. His lips pull up in an incredulous smile. His tones are familiar. Just-us-Vor. ]
Yeah, sure. That'd be a smart bluff - knowing the powers people get here, that sounds plausible, even. Did you get Naismith to confess he wasn't really me by saying that?
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When you're this height, too, the angle is even good. Makes it easier.
But he can't. So - then - Is he telling the truth? Almost certainly not, the clone decides. It's a bluff to try to push him into a corner. To try to cow him into blowing his cover. Right? It has to be. A telepathic link...That's - really ridiculous. Completely ridiculous. Right?
Don't believe him. You can't believe him. His lips pull up in an incredulous smile. His tones are familiar. Just-us-Vor. ]
Yeah, sure. That'd be a smart bluff - knowing the powers people get here, that sounds plausible, even. Did you get Naismith to confess he wasn't really me by saying that?