... Yes. Yes, I am absolutely dangerous. I shouldn't be allowed to... be.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?...I've never really done that before. Made someone do something, I mean.
I could have done it before, I think. Back before I had numbers, and there was a war. But there wasn't ever a reason to. Now there's... lots. There's a lot. I could make anyone do anything I wanted.
But you're not supposed to, right?
Well, I mean...
There was a human. A human called Shepard. He won us the war by taking control over the Reapers. Took us years to figure out what he'd done, but he'd merged his mind with theirs and digitised his brain. He... domesticated them. Turned them to the task of rebuilding the galaxy. The relays, the cities. The war stopped, because he took control and said "this stops now".
And then he left. Every Reaper left the galaxy. We don't know why. We don't know if they're coming back. But he saved us.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?I wouldn't be saving anyone from anything. I would be telling them that I'm in charge. And that they have to keep me sane, or I'll kill them.
They couldn't afford to stop. Because if I lose it, I'll wind up killing everyone anyway. But people I like, too.
There are so many now. It gets hard to focus on things. I'll have to find a way to get rid of some of them.

(waves awkwardly) Uh, hi...sorry, I just noticed the knife...
...It's getting hard to take my process seriously anyway...