A chuckle escaped him as soon as Elena mentioned "God". The chuckle slowly grew, building up, until it transitioned into a laughter, growing in intensity up to the threshold of hysterical. He could barely contain himself. He wiped the tears from his eyes as the laughter receded, gasping for air and then putting his hand over his mouth. - "I'm sorry, but that was just so..." - He didn't finish the sentence, rather transitioning to the next thought in line - "It's just so funny how people predictably grasp for "God's plan", as if intimately acquainted with it, whenever they're confronted with something 'unnatural'."
"But yes..." - He cleared his throat as he regained his composure and returned to a more dignified stance - "A collective, so simply, yet so efficiently-..."
The Operative's sudden elevated heartbeat alarmed him, and he quickly turned to look at him, spying his arm moving towards something, picking up his intent to do him harm. He wasn't certain, but he was pretty sure. He licked the corner of his lip while staring at him in silence for a few moments. - "I think you're thinking about doing something you're most certainly going to regret."
[::alert::protocol-override-request::alert] - The beholder buzzed in the back of his head, alarmed by the situation. Hussaini jerked his head slightly to the right, in the overall direction where the beholder was perched in a treetop, with a high-powered laser rifle aimed at their position. [::negative::-stay-alert::] - Hussaini responded silently, his eyes darting left and right as he sent out the telepathic message.
"Now, why don't we calm down..." - He raised his hand, showing the Operative his palm; He wasn't afraid for his life, but he didn't have a clear picture of what his weapon was, and he wasn't infatuated with the idea of being riddled with laser shots or bullets. - "And we can forget all about it..."
He looked at him intently, ready to act at any given second.
