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"I'll do this. I know I have to. But you have to do something for me."
She sneers. "If you want to survive this, I must tell you it is impossible."
"I got that part, lady. It's something else. Something that should be easy for one so powerful and mighty as you."
"...fine. What do you want?"
Desmond tells her. She starts laughing.
"Really? Of all the possible wishes you could have--"
"Will you do it or not?"
A pause. "How do you know I will not just show you an illusion?"
Desmond raises an eyebrow. "I think I caught you in a good enough mood."
She laughs again. It's cold and hideous despite her physical beauty. "Very well, Desmond Miles. Your final request is granted."
He's gotta at least be sure. "How?"
"One life for another. It will happen, Desmond."
Cryptic bitch. Still, Desmond nods once and reaches out to the sphere. Well, he thinks, at least one of us gets a happy ending.