Sig stood upright from his leaning position, the earth wall falling back to ground level. His face turned from a teasing gring to a sad and serious look as memories flooded back. He looked at Yahtzee in the eyes for a few seconds, then gazed at a wall.
"You know kid, its not just them who had tragic times. I lost my only and best friend long ago. I lived for years underground, alone, only going home at night. Then I found Spike and decided it was time to do something. He was the only one who understood me, and he died." Sig paused, sighing. His eyes, still gazing into the distance, showed rage now. A deep and perpetual rage.
"I swore I'd make the bastards pay. Not just the ones who killed him, but the also the ones that made this world as it is now. You have your goals, I have mine. Go on, save the planet from aliens but I'm going for the government's real leader. I'm going for Vrail!"
He paused for a couple more seconds then snapped his gaze back to Yahtzee.
"Do you see any guns on me? No. Its cos I don't need them. Do you see the guards having guns? Yes. Its cos they need them. Take away their guns and they can be squashed like vermin. Don't use guns if you don't want to, but taking them away from them would definitely help you not go through something so tragic as the others have, right kid?"
Sig's expression suddenly changed and al the sadness disappeared, as well as most of the anger.
"The sooner we move the sooner we arrive. Someone call Kettlehead and his buddy. Decide where we're going, fast."