When I met Ben, he had just defected from the Tyrants. Killers without principles or compunction. They were assassins working for some mysterious, powerful organization. I had no reason to trust Ben. At this point, they had already damaged my life. But there was something honest in his eyes. He wasn't really one of them. He was just a soldier, following orders.
Dining area auto-secretary[]
Kelso
My approach was always direct. I was an agent, and there's no room for “feelings” when you have a gun pointed at you. But there was a moment after the Logan's Circle event. I was shot... they told me Matt was dead. I would have cried right then and there if they hadn't taken my eyes.
Bedroom auto-secretary[]
Kelso
Agent Matt Ryan... Ben, I can't do this while you're here.
Saxon
You're the one who wanted to do this, Anna.
Kelso
Well-- just-- go in the other room or something.
Saxon
Alright, alright.
Kelso
Right. So. Agent Ryan... Matt. He wasn't just another field agent. Not to me. He was... The Tyrants gunned him down at Logan's Circle. I lost him. I guess that's part of the reason I asked Ben to stay with me. I can't lose him like I lost Matt.
Basement auto-secretary[]
Saxon
I keep having these... nightmares. I see ghosts of all the men who died under my watch... Sometimes I see Sam in the darkness, chained, moaning, tearing at his augs. He was a friend. I couldn't tell his family what happened. Not all of it... Hell. Should've been me who died. Not him...
