"If I had a heart, it would be broken. If my eyes could weep, I'd be blind. Look at what they've made of you. You're a God. You're a Queen! But somehow the bees have you as a hostage. Do you even recognize me anymore?"
"No... sister. It's me, Erra. The Makers caught you. Unravelled your mind. They're using you to kill us! 'The Queen of the Aphids', with her Eye in the Void. But I don't blame you. I blame... them. You believe these are your children... but I am the only family you've got left! So choose! Our family, our people, or these... parasites. Choose, Natah! CHOOSE!"
"NAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH!!!"
The Present, Sentient Mothership[]
"Reformation is accelerating. Our Condrix are nearly ready. Our rebirth is at hand."
"Still having lapses? Listen to me. That's the past. The Old War. Tell her, Maker."
"But you have something our people have never had before, Natah. You're stained by their wickedness. Use it! Use their sin against them!"
"Let them."
"It won't matter."
"So what are you waiting for? Sing for us, sister! Call Them Home!"
"Mother's gone! This is all that remains! But you have her fire, and more. You can finish what she started."
"Bring peace. Bring purity."
"You... remember."
"Hmm... You don't remember everything, then. Yes, your aphids wounded me. And our forces were depleting fast. I knew I had failed. Failed you, my sister. Failed our family. I had no choice but to retreat."
"You're still recovering. With all that the Makers did to you, it will take time to heal."
"How tediously human. A slapdash alliance making a feeble last stand. IF you all crave death in a final flash of glory - I am more than happy to oblige."
"Do you think there's a shred of Lotus left in Natah? All this time, it's been dying. A tumor scorched from its rotting hole."
"Call out, Dax."
"Summon your devil. It's time."
"Call out, old man. Give her justice, give her peace!"
"One for the reject pile, then."
"A curious weapon, Drifter. You seem to have made a powerful friend."
"--see what? A century of your failures? Your betrayal of your own people? Narmer has given our people more than you ever could. Victory. When my Archons have crushed this scant-fly, you'll be back to rotting in the deep. Alone."
"I know you. I feel it. Itching in my mind. You're not just some lucky Drifter, are you? Well, my Archon will be prepared for you and your friend. I'm afraid that luck of yours is all spent."
"A second chance? I see. You're not just trying to stop my Archons from finding her... you're trying to bring her back yourself. Either way, she'll soon be returned to us and this time... as Natah. Purged of Tenno lies and human weakness."
"Why do you conspire against me father? There is peace and dominion now. The first in centuries. Our people will finally flourish as we were meant to, atop the pyramid of living things. All of us... as one.
"It is her, I am certain."
"What does it matter? We-- you have won. Narmer spreads across the system. Monuments rise to your glory. All who live, bios and not, kneel before you--"
"...but not them... Then what is your command?"
"My father was right... but it's too late. I cannot stop Ballas... no one can. Soon my people... and yours too... will all be destroyed for the pride of one man. Follow me."
"When the Lotus reaches him, he will make her his puppet. Together, they will annihilate the sun. And so. My sister must..."
"Arrrrrrgggg! The final Archon... it... will be waiting for you. Maybe its power will... make her whole again... give her enough strength to resist."
