[It's an interesting philosophy to say the least. Interesting enough that Dio's willing to give it some thought. Whoever she is, she is intelligent. At first, he believed that she was going to draw a strong distinction between weapons and tools despite the fact it really boils down to a combination of semantics and intention, making the lines arbitrary or even so far as irrelevant. But as the voice changes and she continues, Dio sees that she understands better that a tool used bluntly and with little imagination is, of course, nothing more than a weapon in the hands of such a person. It becomes a waste. But in the hands of the right person . . . ]
I would ask what exactly it is you hope to sculpt this city into, but some things are perhaps best left to the imagination.
[He also doesn't think she's foolish enough to reveal that much. Cocksure enough to reveal that she has any intentions of anything, but not foolish and perhaps not even stupid.]
A project of that scale, however, is not completed by a single chisel and mallet alone. It seems to me you'll need more than just drones. You'll need a real friend.
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I would ask what exactly it is you hope to sculpt this city into, but some things are perhaps best left to the imagination.
[He also doesn't think she's foolish enough to reveal that much. Cocksure enough to reveal that she has any intentions of anything, but not foolish and perhaps not even stupid.]
A project of that scale, however, is not completed by a single chisel and mallet alone. It seems to me you'll need more than just drones. You'll need a real friend.