Pretty sure that's what the people at Skynet thought before Judgement Day happened. It'll be fine they say. Next thing the world is plunged in darkness and a naked dude from the future shows up. But no naked dudes warning me about how I *shouldn't* be doing something today, so I think we're in the clear.
Well, I guess you really can ignore my dying wish since I'm pretty sure I'll start the Apocalypse on accident and my judgement on the matter probably shouldn't be trusted. Intellectuals against *death robots*, Hunter. Darkness. Death. Smoke. Angry...then again Spock is a badass. So, you go be Spock.
...my takeaway from all of this...*shouldn't* be to insert myself more into mother-dearest's life to shield the both of you...right?
That is a talk we had, right?
Good. You can consider it an early birthday present.