i'm still not sure how this happened tbh.

[who_is]

Another one for the cause, are you? Well, whether you are or not, it'll be good to stretch these legs again. Get a bit of fresh air, feel the sunshine...

You do know a place where I could find some of that, don't you? After all the work I've done in Rapture, a spot of fresh air and sunshine sounds like it would be just fine. It'd be much appreciated, lass.

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[glamorsongstress]

Until Rapture destroys itself. [She sounds so bitter, and so vulnerable.]

[who_is]

[Now that's just the sound he's looking for.]

But would you stand by and see her destroyed, or would you fight to save the city you love?

[glamorsongstress]

[She's still not sure how much of what she loved about Rapture was the city, and how much of it was Andrew Ryan. And fighting for Ryan would surely lead to Rapture's total destruction in the long run, but fighting against him would mean the downfall of a man whom she had admired for so long. She looks at Atlas uncertainly, not wanting to give an answer. She'd stood by for so long now, though. It wouldn't be long before her apartment and her club were sacked and burned too, and what would she be left with then?]

I-- I can't just stand by any more. There'll be nothing left to save soon.

[who_is]

Then stand up for Rapture instead.

[He offers her a hand.]

Save your home from the man who would destroy it.

[glamorsongstress]

[She looks at the hand he's offering her for a long moment. There's part of her that's disgusted that she's even considering this, that's telling her to do what she should have done the moment she set eyes on him and shoot him, end things once and for all - surely these rebels were nothing without their leader, after all. And there's part of her that's telling her to walk away and continue sticking her head in the sand, letting this war go on without her. But slowly her hand comes up and accepts his. And when she looks up at him, there are tears in the corner of her eyes; whether of regret at having to fall to this, or pride that she's actually finally doing something, is unclear.]