“Come with me if you want to live”
That old line.
“I said, come—“
“I KNOW. I’M THINKING.”
“What, uh, why, I mean, your destiny”
“Siddown, kid”
“There’s no time”
“You’re a time traveler. They could have sent you back with plenty of time to act, but they made it so you’re rushed and disoriented. Sit.”
“I don’t get it, you’re in danger…”
“The time war is a manufactured crisis. Keeps wages down, gives the people an external threat to distract from the real villains”
“Prove it”
I handed her a copy of “So, you’re a child soldier in a proxy war”, then tapped my earbud. “Control, the tip was genuine, I’ve got another one.”