Diane, Angela, Lucius, and Chris exchanged uncertain glances, their faces reflecting a mix of moral and strategic dilemmas. Abandoning their base felt unwise, yet they were reluctant to resort to violence against fellow humans, especially when these newcomers didn't appear to be adversaries. They stood at a crossroads, grappling with profound uncertainty, unsure of the best course of action.
While the group was stupefied, Bruce went to the tavern to drink a lot of juice.
"... what do you think we should do?" Chris asked.
"Between fighting humans, running away or joining this next camp? I have no idea… all of the options are bad," Diane replied.
"I feel we shouldn't abandon Bruce… but I feel even more that we shouldn't kill humans, too many of them have already died," Chris said. "Still, we owe Bruce a lot."
