[Jack doesn’t know what Rapture is to him. It’s been a nightmare, for sure, but now that it’s come to light that this where he was “born”... He has to look at it in another light. He doesn’t have anything else, and he spent more time shooting people that he did at marveling at the feat it is to be under the ocean. Sorry, Atlas, he’s goong to be slow as fuck.
He doesn’t want to stay here, but he doesn’t want it all to collapse. He stops under one of the trees, just observing what his father tried to destroy with neither a smile or frown.]
Can you... get your people to put my mother to rest?
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He doesn’t want to stay here, but he doesn’t want it all to collapse. He stops under one of the trees, just observing what his father tried to destroy with neither a smile or frown.]
Can you... get your people to put my mother to rest?