[He leans into the hug and the comfort it offers. He's silent for a second, but then his frustrated pessimism finally bubbles to the surface.]

We're... stuck, aren't we? If we don't do whatever he says, he'll get rid of us. And Lesedi will kill us.

[Like she did Naomi. He's never getting that image out of his head.]

Or maybe he'll save her the trouble.