Hussaini was ready to answer to Elena, but the Operative's sudden question diverted his attention. He faced him and smiled, then, like countless times before, lied to his face. - "Only if you feed me after midnight." - An effortless diversion, that with unending repetition became something akin to truth. Another infectee might have been troubled at the sudden reference to his true, hidden nature, but Hussaini was almost unfazed. In fact, it wouldn't be too incorrect to state that the man, Bassam Hussaini, wasn't even truly there, but rather only an echo of a dead man, a residual, catatonic, higher consciousness tempering the crystalline serpent's primal killer instinct, just barely contained under the skin.
He turned his attention back to Elena and took a deep breath. - "Let me put it like this. Perhaps you'll recall that I once told you how the universe is simply a set of branching possibilities, constantly rising and collapsing." - He smiled sheepishly, as he got further into it. - "Quantum states, that when acted upon properly, change according to one's design. And at a point, a possibility acted upon with enough foresight becomes an inevitability."
His face turned blank and his eyes widened. - "I represent that inevitability. The inevitability that is the Commune."
"Born of a collective desire to transcend the human condition, to change the face of humanity in a way that was never attempted before. We broke the cycle, to be free of ourselves." - Again his expression and voice intensified as he was slowly getting to the point. - "Even now, we slowly germinate on the edges of settled space, a divine idea given form, slowly seeping into the pores of Sirius, taking root and growing into something beautiful. Something inescapable."
"You ask what makes us right." - He paused and blinked once. - "We make ourselves right, and reality conforms."
"We are the destiny of mankind, Elena, and you can't stop destiny. You can only accept it. Even a mighty tree bends under the storm, else it is snapped in half." - He smiled again, pleased with his monolog. - "In the end, it doesn't matter beyond your personal perception of what is to come."
"To reiterate; I don't offer you a chance to be a part of the new age, because, one way or the other, you will be." - He grinned as he brought this to the point. - "I offer you a chance to -become- it, and reap all the rewards."
"Consider this generosity well. I've said my piece." - He returned to the position he started with, hands flat on the table, straightened up, a neutral expression on his face.
