The humor was lost on Nexus.
She couldn't see him, but his face was twisted into a problem solving mask- reflecting his iron will decision to not die here.
"Snap out of it Monica. . .!"
It was the first time he had taken that tone with her. And Monica, despite herself, was a little bit shocked;
". . .you're really goin' to throw in the towel here?!" he rasped as her.
"Look around you Ni Yang," she retorted back; "There's no way we can fight our way out of this. Not even if I had the power of the sun! I can managed to take a few down, but its only a matter of time before they–"
"We're not dead yet," he stopped her; "–we ARE NOT dead yet," he stated more assertively.
She paused, taking in his words in the heat of the moment;
"You have a plan?"
"The plan is to stay alive at all costs."
Her face contorted in anger; "That's not a fuckin' pla–"
