"No!" Allelujah protested, shaking his head. "It isn't like that! We aren't trying to take over. We haven't conquered anywhere, we aren't planning to. When the world is united, probably again us, we're all ready to stand trial for what we've done. I wouldn't want to work for them if they were trying to rule the world." He frowned, looking down at the table top. "I just don't want any more people like me to be created."

The sudden change was a little odd, but quick changes like that were something that Allelujah was intimately familiar with. "Sure," Allelujah agreed easily. "I don't even know what I'm doing tonight, but if I go out, I'll leave them in the top desk drawer."