"Commissar...have you ever looked into a child's eyes, and seen how innocent they are? How wildly naive and perfect the mind behind them is?"
Nickoli opened his eyes and looked down at the pistol, and then at Koniev.
"I had a son once. He was the most beautiful thing I have ever loved...and the feeling a father gets when their son looks up to them, and asks "Why do we have to run daddy?" and I can't give them a straight answer because of my past? It is horrible. The disappointment that I saw when I looked at my son, when we were just beginning to settle down somewhere, then having to leave because some government official was looking for me. I want to join you and the cause because, I wanted to give him a perfect world. A perfect universe. Without the tyranny and corruption. I promised my son that one day, we wouldn't have to run. That someday, he could play with other children without fear. That someday soon, we could be a happy family."
Nickoli took a deep breath and looked around the room.
"I thought that's what the SCRA was fighting for. For freedom and independence for all of Sirius. Against the oppression. I want to keep my promise to my son, Commissar. I don't want to have to run anymore. I'm done running from my past."
Nickoli looked at the Commissar, and closed his eyes again.
"If you truly wish to shoot me, make it clean and fast. I have very little left to say."
He took in a breath and held it.
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