SAMSON: You…
SAMSON: You called him out on stuff.
SAMSON: Like, to his face?
SEE: …yeah?
A couple of the TCPs let out resigned sighs.
SAMSON: So let me get this straight:
SAMSON: You talked back to -and potentially angered- a man who
SAMSON: A) You think is an untrustworthy manipulator
SAMSON: B) Is like, 8 times your height
SAMSON: C) Is currently trying to assemble a large group of TCPs with him at the head.
SEE: W-well!
SEE: I didn't like the way he was trying to talk to people and make everything seem!
SEE: I'm trying to be a medic in this whole…situation, and I want to help people…
SEE: And I told him that I'd help his group if necessary, but that I didn't want to be a part of it.
SEE: But there was some really skeevy stuff going on, and stuff that I just can't take lying down, I guess.
Samson gives you a look that you can only assume is her pitying you.
SAMSON: …Kid, you're a fucking idiot.
TODD: I don't know what you were trying to accomplish with that, but like, that really only goes one of two ways.
TODD: Either he's not a bad person and you annoyed a potential ally,
TODD: Or he is a bad person and he now considers you a threat to dispose of.