"So why haven't you given the go-ahead order to attack them?" Old Mr. Thorne asked after a while, his voice sounding more relaxed than when he had first spoken.
"We have their coordinates and the nature of their movements every day… why aren't we doing anything yet? We could eliminate them once and for all and face the future. I am sure that will be a source of comfort even to the nation."
Athena took her lower lip in, pondering the best way to answer the question without her older friend thinking she was naïve or foolish. But then she let her thoughts flow out, choosing to damn the consequences. "I don't feel it is the right time."
A thick pause enveloped the conversation on the other end of the line. Unconsciously, Athena waited with bated breath for the response, finding herself questioning why Old Mr. Thorne's words meant so much to her now.