So what, you're just an evil dick? [ She's incredulous. ] So why should I believe you won't turn around and sell me out to the queen? They'll give you anythin' you want for somethin' like me. Any of these native assholes will. You can live wherever you want, like a fuckin' fat cat. You'll be set for life.

[ She sniffles sharply, wipes her cheeks again. Ever since she learned what she's capable of, Julie has avoided actually voicing the reality of the situation -- that she's the key they're all missing, all of the factions. They all want control over the Singularity. Julie doesn't believe she can control it, but she can communicate with it, and that's more than anyone else seems to be able to do.

Purple flames, old words, dangerous magicks. Lightning. The things apparently binding her to it. Things she has in her brain for some reason, some piece in there that isn't hers.

The Singularity coils around her consciousness protectively, but she doesn't know that it's actually capable of helping her now. She showed her hand too much in her efforts to get the others back. ]

I mean, I guess I can't stop you. Not really. It was probably only a matter of time anyway.