Gavin stiffened. "That's one hell of a strange ability. So you can see through anybody's eyes? That's...huh. I'm gonna have to remember that."

"How does that even work...?" he muttered under his breath, until remembering that she also had really powerful hearing. Well then. "And yeah, I can be a little bit of a xenophobe, when said aliens are talking like that. You heard what that Sabore guy mentioned, right? About a war? I mean, I have friends back in Harmonica. I have family. Doesn't it seem a little too...convenient to you, all of these abilities and how they work? Think about it. With yours, you are essentially a perfect spy. You don't even need to [i]enter[/i] a place to see what's going on. With mine, I can change any metal that has any amount of iron in it. I knew a guy back home who could change the density of atoms around him to make massive bursts of hypercompressed air. Wonder where he went on the holotrains...? Anyway, it seems almost like we were bred, y'know? To fight in a war. But then what do our lives mean?"

As he spoke, he began to motion with his hands to emphasize his points. The bracelet once again slithered around his arms, reaching his hand and jumping from fingertip to fingertip like an electric arc. Gavin sighed.

"But I guess you're right about the obedience part. Hell, these trains are probably bugged and rigged with any number of preventative measures. If we decided to go our own way instead of obey the aliens, they'll probably just vaporize us on the spot, or gas us, or some such thing."

He slumped down, bracing his cheeks on his hands. The metal stopped moving, simply staying in stasis mid-jump.