I Don't Want To Fight
     Seven O'Nine
 

                             From Liam's point of view...

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                             I don't want to fight with you. Can't you see that?

                             When I first met you, I thought that you were close to perfect. You radiated it like a sun
                             radiates heat. You advised me, willingly gave me information that I couldn't get from anyone
                             else, protected me from the other Taelons who would have picked me apart in a lab.

                             We argued, but not often.

                             Then you seemed to grow more suspicious, because I was part of the Resistance. I miss the
                             friendship we had before—where we trusted each other, despite the fact that I was standing on
                             a dock while you were on the boat. You've lied to me, killed my friends. The word
                             "contradiction" doesn't start to describe you.

                             Why don't you see that I will not harm you? I made a vow not to hurt or allow anyone else to
                             hurt you, and I keep my promises.

                             It hurts that you don't trust me anymore, now that I've lost my first innocence and optimism.
                             I'm young, but I don't think I'm a child anymore. Are you afraid of me as a part-alien man, or
                             as a Resistance leader?

                             In a way, I fear you. I fear that someday you'll go too far, and do something you'll never be
                             able to forgive yourself for. To the Taelons, or to humanity—you've gone the extra mile for
                             both, and that is a horrible choice to make.

                             Do you know how you've hurt me? Have I hurt you?