Pablo made the decision.
As the Commander, he would risk touching the wall.
"You can die, you know." Boulder said.
"We all can die. One way or another. It doesn't matter. If I die, Rower will be the Commander." Pablo assigned future roles.
"Make a soldier touch it." Socrates suggested.
The soldiers twitched.
But Pablo shook his head.
"A soldier isn't a test subject, Socrates. It's my job and I'll touch it."
The soldiers sighed in relief. They respected Pablo more.
"Just touch it already." Jamal was as crude as ever.
Pablo didn't reply and raised his right hand.
He asked Cupid for directions.
"It's just in front of you. Stretch your hand and you will touch it." She said.
Pablo didn't waste time and did it.
He placed his palm on the wall and well, he waited.
"I am touching the wall." He said to everyone.
"Anything happened?" Socrates asked.
