Acre watched in silence, before he stood to talk. "Well, maybe it was good the howlers attacked, no offense or anything." He said quickly. "But we got dogs out of it, and I like dogs, can't imagine life without 'em. In all seriousness though, You want to create an army of...well, of us. And if I had heard of this prior to coming here, I'd say it was a bad sci-fi plot. You've chosen the most atypical group that has been seen on the silver screen a million times." He began motioning to each as he spoke. We got possibly apathetic twins, we got our little scientist, we've got a gung-ho let's fight kind of guy, plus mister bundle of nerves, just relax," He said to Chad, "and finally we come to my personal favorite, the anti whatever the hell it is girl with a grudge against the world. Oh and we can't forget me, the guy who skips on his responsabilities and shirks duty. What a cliche we are. And you expect us to fight? Look, I love earth as much as the next guy, unless it's Sierra, no offense, but really. How are we supposed to defend ourselves against aliens and everyone else. I can't speak for any of you, but I'm pretty sure an alien could do some damage in a fight." He sat down and, not for the first or last time, wished he was on the roof, watching birds.
