As little as Cortana's natural inclinations lean towards empathy, she understands hanging on for a partner's sake, understands why Theta fixes on North as his anchor in the storm. That doesn't mean she wants to host a damn therapy session in the middle of a battle.
And then there are these idiots, hovering there trying to have a family reunion after a UNSC smart AI delivered an ultimatum, unable even to hang back and let the smooth one do the talking, either to Theta or her. What do they think, that she'll just let him defect? That they stand a Grunt's chance at a Spartan convention of winning the fight they've picked?
Whatever. She'll ask Delta later.
"Hard way it is." As Cortana speaks, she launches a spike at the hostile fragments, a sharp wedge of code designed to weaken the counterintrusion protocols to the point where she can tear a hole wide enough to let her force her way into the systems. That there are five defenders waiting complicates matters somewhat, but the microsecond she can't handle twice as many as that without a single process hanging is the microsecond she cheerfully turns herself in for deletion.
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And then there are these idiots, hovering there trying to have a family reunion after a UNSC smart AI delivered an ultimatum, unable even to hang back and let the smooth one do the talking, either to Theta or her. What do they think, that she'll just let him defect? That they stand a Grunt's chance at a Spartan convention of winning the fight they've picked?
Whatever. She'll ask Delta later.
"Hard way it is." As Cortana speaks, she launches a spike at the hostile fragments, a sharp wedge of code designed to weaken the counterintrusion protocols to the point where she can tear a hole wide enough to let her force her way into the systems. That there are five defenders waiting complicates matters somewhat, but the microsecond she can't handle twice as many as that without a single process hanging is the microsecond she cheerfully turns herself in for deletion.