He made it sound nice, but it was a threat all the same.
Don't want to follow the arrangements?
Then get out of the base!
No one understood the current environment and living conditions outside the base better than Sierra Sullivan and her two companions, who had just returned from the outside.
Would they ever agree to leave the base and live out there?
It was this very assumption that allowed Hector Grant to act with such impunity, his attitude condescending and superior.
Looking at Hector Grant's smug expression, Sierra Sullivan wanted to laugh coldly.
'Does he really think he has us cornered?'
'So what if we leave the base?'
'It's not like we have nowhere else to go!'
"It's the apocalypse, and you're still treating us like cattle?"
"We refuse to follow your arrangements! You won't let us stay in this Subterra, is that it? Fine, we'll leave right now!"
"You really think we have nowhere else to go if we leave? You're hilarious!"
