This day just kept getting better, Alessa sighed to herself.
"Well, which one of you three is drawing the short straw?" Carlos queried brightly, pointing the barrel of his gun at each of the Engineers in turn.
They traded panicked looks in response.
Alessa agreed that would be the most fair solution, but at the same time, they'd already been deceived once, with disastrous results. This was too important to leave in the hands of their enemies to fix.
It would have to be one of the rebels.
Isaac caught Alessa's eye, his lips drawn and his eyes serious. He seemed to have reached the same conclusion.
Joe had been skulking in the corner for most of the conversation, but he stepped forward now and grunted to grab their attention.
Of course, Alessa thought, with a mixture of gratitude and exasperation. Always the hero.
"No," Isaac immediately denied. "You've sacrificed enough."
"You're worth more than the three of them combined," Carlos corroborated.