Star: No. I won’t.
Anton: You are happy with Conor?
Star: I am.
Anton: You wear his ring.
Star: I do.
Anton: I’d like to attend your wedding whenever it may be. Do you think that would be possible?
Star: Yeah.
Anton: I’m glad to hear it. :)
Star: Conor told me that you asked Aidan to mobilize the ECD.
Anton: Not that I’m surprised he did, but he shouldn’t have told you that.
Star: What are your plans?
Anton: A weaker Britain.
Star: Why?
Anton: We all have our pet plans, don’t we?
Star: Hmm. That’s not an answer.
Anton: It is time for a revolution, my dear.
Star: Ah, crap. You don’t have illusions of grandeur, do you?
Anton: No, just a dream that Lyra’s and Katina’s grandchildren will still be able to inhabit this planet. I’m an old man but even I can see the writing on the wall.
Star: And dissembling, what, the old guard will do it?
Anton: No. Capitalism. But that’s a conversation for another day. Now that I’m without a council, thanks to you, I have more power than ever.
Anton: Time to use it for good.
Star: Just don’t turn into Stalin.
Anton: Your great-grandfather severely regretted not being able to assassinate him.
Star: He tried?
Anton: Many times. How do you think the Great Purge happened?
Star: ;/
Anton: And communism fell because he and I worked together to ensure that it did.
Anton: You may not like to hear it, but your family has always made kings and slayed them. Perhaps when it’s time, you’d be interested in helping me…
Star: I wouldn’t say no. Just not yet.
Anton: Fine. I understand you need closure. We shall work on that, and then we shall close that chapter of your past and focus on the future, da?