““I used to be really into these when I was a kid,” Nine says. “Now I’m more into the real thing. You want to join us?” Five raises an eyebrow. “The real thing? We’re going to go kill some soldiers in um—?” He squints at the open case for the video game. “World War Two. I guess my Earth history must be spotty because I thought that was all over.” “We’re going to train,” Nine replies, unamused. “From what I heard about Arkansas, it sounds like your game could use some work.””
