At Fontana's

[Groshyr]

"Every change begins with the promise of change." Stepan calmly replied, looking into the visor of Cobra's helmet. "I agree, though. We've become what we've been fighting against, and an outsider observer might not understand why we keep firing at each other."

"I can't deny cooperation," he moved on to the next one, without, however, twiddling his thumbs, recounting the sins. "But I believe their assimilation is possible. Expanding our culture, our technological base, the tactics and strategies used by our troops - we can absorb and make it part of our doctrine, accelerating the growth of the organization. Whether this will be successful I won't claim, but I won't deny it either."

"Still, we are going down the wrong path, allowing an alien culture to make changes that we are incapable of controlling." Zakaryan finished, addressing himself rather than Cobra. "Three minutes to go."

"What you and I have in common is that we both believe our paths are right, and most likely both doubt that they are truly right." the man said with a smile through his beard, "But still, I believe in the superiority of our house over others, and our right to rule this whole sector. Do you? Or is all you do is change in the Republic itself?"