"I didn't say they don't know more than us, but this is way too big. One set of scientists already fucked it up. I'm not exactly confident that they will get it right." Tommy nodded. "I know, but what if you're condemning Thea or Laurel?"
He could believe that Oliver believed that. He had lied and this would make it easier, but for how long? "Sooner or later something will happen and you will want to contact them. It's inevitable if we're there." He shook his head. "That's not what we're doing. We're trying to figure out what's best for both of us and not for a mission."
Tommy leaned back against the wall. "Which part do you have sorted out? The one where you're alone forever or the part where you could turn into a cold killer, because I can't say I like either option. Seriously, Oliver, you just spent five years alone, do you want to do it again?"