Her blood-red eyes widened at those words. "You want me to absorb the Blood Cult? Have you lost your mind? They're brainwashed cultists."
"Then feel free to kill them," Rui remarked apathetically, turning back to the frozen homoararchnoid. "You can take their resources. Kill the cultists. Reform those who can be reformed. It's your choice, really."
She froze. "…Genocide my own kin?"
"Do you think of them as kin? The war, was it not ultimately to annihilate the other?" He raised an eyebrow, turning back to her for just the briefest of moments. "Regardless, what you do with them is your business, Arastia. As long as human civilization emerges from this stronger than before, I don't particularly care about what happens."
She stared at him with an intense expression. "Is that the only calculus that drives your decisions?"
