I know. It feels... crazy, almost. It makes the backs of my hands itch, thinking about how we have to be lead around by them.

[ Aloy crosses her arms tightly across her chest, brow furrowing as she tries to think of what to say. ]

No, we're not. We have to pretend we can, though. And hope that they believe it. It's part of the part they have us playing. I don't like bluffing with something so massive, but it's one of the tools we have, right?