Blakes 71978

[Stot thinks that Blake is Travis]

Stot:
May I ask you an impertinent question?

Blake:
If you don't mind an impertinent answer.

Stot:
I have taken on the shape of your species. I use your words, and yet I cannot understand you. The woman Lurena and the other technicians that were here, these I could understand. But you. Why have you betrayed your own kind? Why have you given us the means to eradicate your species?

Blake:
[confused] Eradicate humanity?

Stot:
Virtually.

Blake:
Well maybe I just don't like crowds.