New York's never going to be the same after this is over. No one who lives through this is going to be the same. That's an undeniable fact. It doesn't matter what the future looks like. It's never going to be the same.
Lindianne hesitates for a moment, then squares her shoulders. "Ultimately, it's their call," she says without a bit of nervousness. "But... I promise, I'll do my best to bring them in." She can't promise more than that.
Folding her hands on the table, she looks at Martinez with a somber expression. "So... let's start at the top." Ferro. "I know Ra- Eric said he wouldn't tell about this. Neither will we. You have my word."
A brief smile makes it way on to her face. "Besides... this is my home town, too."
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New York's never going to be the same after this is over. No one who lives through this is going to be the same. That's an undeniable fact. It doesn't matter what the future looks like. It's never going to be the same.
Lindianne hesitates for a moment, then squares her shoulders. "Ultimately, it's their call," she says without a bit of nervousness. "But... I promise, I'll do my best to bring them in." She can't promise more than that.
Folding her hands on the table, she looks at Martinez with a somber expression. "So... let's start at the top." Ferro. "I know Ra- Eric said he wouldn't tell about this. Neither will we. You have my word."
A brief smile makes it way on to her face. "Besides... this is my home town, too."