Kyle chuckles and tucks into his sandwich again. Sean has an ear for things he doesn't: anecdotes, gossip, making connections. Street smarts, he's heard it called. There wouldn't be much for him to do with those skills in 2029 but here they're just what the doctor ordered. "Your family sounds like they're good, dependable people. It would be nice to meet them some day, if we ever get the money for that."
He wasn't sure how Sean would react to the other half, and lets out a breath he didn't know he was holding when the other man doesn't object. "Having an exit strategy doesn't mean we have to leave right away. We can stay a little while longer to build up our savings and get to know the operation better, that way when the time comes to take out the top man we know who to aim for."
Just because he objects to working for bad guys long term doesn't mean he can't see the short term value of it. And... Sad as it is to say, but he thinks Sean is happier with this sort of work than he would be at a store or a restaurant. Sadder still is that he suspects he probably is too. Much as he wants them both to get onto the straight and narrow, there's no escaping that the two of them share a certain skillset. Department stores and restaurateurs don't have much use for marksmen or guys who are good in a scrap.
"If we got into what?" Kyle's whole train of thought goes off course at that suggestion, and at first his expression is hard and angry, but it's just his knee-jerk reaction to metal, and as Sean goes on his face softens and he slowly nods, understanding now what his partner is suggesting. "... Well. That might be an option. You have to understand, though, I don't actually know how to build machines. I'm not a scientist. What I was taught was how to identify and destroy them. But I know they don't get dangerous right away, so it might be possible to get in on the industry early, hobble it so no one ever builds a self-aware system like Skynet. That would take more than just the two of us, though. We would need someone who knows machines, no, not just knows them but is a genius with them. Whoever the best mechanical mind of this period is. We would have to get to that person and convince them to go along with us, either willingly or through force."
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He wasn't sure how Sean would react to the other half, and lets out a breath he didn't know he was holding when the other man doesn't object. "Having an exit strategy doesn't mean we have to leave right away. We can stay a little while longer to build up our savings and get to know the operation better, that way when the time comes to take out the top man we know who to aim for."
Just because he objects to working for bad guys long term doesn't mean he can't see the short term value of it. And... Sad as it is to say, but he thinks Sean is happier with this sort of work than he would be at a store or a restaurant. Sadder still is that he suspects he probably is too. Much as he wants them both to get onto the straight and narrow, there's no escaping that the two of them share a certain skillset. Department stores and restaurateurs don't have much use for marksmen or guys who are good in a scrap.
"If we got into what?" Kyle's whole train of thought goes off course at that suggestion, and at first his expression is hard and angry, but it's just his knee-jerk reaction to metal, and as Sean goes on his face softens and he slowly nods, understanding now what his partner is suggesting. "... Well. That might be an option. You have to understand, though, I don't actually know how to build machines. I'm not a scientist. What I was taught was how to identify and destroy them. But I know they don't get dangerous right away, so it might be possible to get in on the industry early, hobble it so no one ever builds a self-aware system like Skynet. That would take more than just the two of us, though. We would need someone who knows machines, no, not just knows them but is a genius with them. Whoever the best mechanical mind of this period is. We would have to get to that person and convince them to go along with us, either willingly or through force."