There aren't any colonies anymore. That's what the Revolutionary War was about. Right? I didn't pay attention in history class. Something about British pricks, something something George Washington.

[Grass is nice. How come he never lies down on it? Smells all green.]

Probably does. That makes sense. I'm sick of walking, though. Walk, walk, walk. Pain in the ass. Easier to forget about how damn long everything takes if you got company.

[The Paras picks its way over and pokes Blake gently in the forehead with its claw.]