Chapter 121: Diogo

"You're a cold-blooded asshole," Skye snaps in frustration.

I want to tell her that yes, I am a cold-blooded asshole, that her confirming that status won't change my mind on the waves of refugees filling Old Tucson. We've been negotiating on the timeline for integrating old Tucson into Sanctuary, and how to handle the refugees while they wait for our plan to unfold. She objects to the terms I've laid out for accepting some of her precious refugees into Sanctuary. Thinks 200 out of 10,000 is a weak number. She's not wrong, but then 200 lives is not zero lives. Those 200 people will thank their new Warlord while the rest will be left to fend for themselves for the next several months until we're able to take them in.