(298) Sick Joke?
"I am aware that most of you were slaves and that those who weren't had been fed lies," Geth began. "I do not blame you for this."
He cast his eyes around the crowded room, seeing many downcast eyes. Some contained fear, some anger, others regret.
"That being said, I won't let you off lightly," He continued. "You were naive enough to be manipulated. That alone was enough to kill many of my people, and I expect you to make up for it."
Some of the men in the room started shifting uncomfortably in their seats. Geth could also see that those following Daryl were preparing for a fight.
"Calm down before you get yourself killed," He told them, releasing a portion of his aura as he did so. The room was bathed in killing intent, forcing the soldiers to break out in a cold sweat.
Geth withdrew his aura and continued speaking, "Keep your thoughts from wandering for a minute and listen."