The rescue team understood me! They got their helmets on!
That means -- I'm the ONLY potential host.
Thousands of eyes on me. Its... hard not to be drawn in.
They need me.
They're calling to me.
They're screaming. All of them, screaming.
But I'm starting to understand it. It's starting to sound... sweet. Like music.
The longer I look out, at this sea of green...
...the more sure I am that I should stay here.
Options[]
- Absolutely not! Board that ship!
- Ignore their eyes.
Previous Options[]
- You're gonna make it!
- Less talk, more haulin' ass!