"You saw me in there, Abel. I'm not going to betray you," she said lightly, going into the room and looking down at the table. "And you just won't come in and I'll get out on my own. It's simple."
She seemed a little frustrated, setting the crutches down as she leaned against the wall. "We can't have both of us going in again," she said, tilting her head. "We barely made it out last time. If you want this to succeed, then having just one of us go in is obvious."
"Do you have any ideas?" she challenged, tilting her head. "We need to stay focused, Abel. We've had this argument before; just because I'm your friend doesn't mean you need to be soft with me."
She looked a little frustrated, raising one eyebrow. "You understand, right? Is there something I'm missing?"
"I know you don't," she said, her face softening. "I don't much like it either. But this is our priority, right? This is a new world we're hoping to make. That has to take a higher priority for you than me. This is what you've been working for."
She sighed a little in frustration, squinting at him. "This isn't like you," she said, tilting her head. "This is your goal, Abel. It's everything for you. I don't understand why you're hesitating." She gestured to the table before pausing. "Is it Eve? Do you feel badly about going up against her or something?"
"Someone's going to get hurt, Abel," she replied, crossing her arms defensively. "If you send me in alone, we can minimize the damages!" She pointed at the table. "You know this better than I do. You've been doing fine on your own for years. It's crazy to send us both in when we're the only two people who are working on this thing, and I'm the one who should go in. I'm expendable for the cause. You're not."
