"You can come with me! You will be safety!" Oh insisted.
Did he honestly believe that? Tip shook her head. "No, Oh, I won't!" she said, gesturing madly with her hands. "Don't you see? You've made sixty-two mistakes; nine, and you're out! They're going to erase you, and if I come with you they'll erase me, too!"
He blinked in surprise as his skin turned white. "What?"
"And- and besides, the Gorg aren't looking for us, they're looking for you, the Boov."
"The possibility for success falls below fifty percent…" he muttered and looked over his shoulder, at the last escape pod. "But-"
"Oh, I don't have hope for going with you. You've heard the facts. If you'd rather die than spending more time with me, that's okay. I can find my mom myself. Bye." Tip turned and took a few steps away from him.
"Tip, wait!" he called after her, and she stopped. She didn't turn, but she stopped. "I will not be accepted among humanspersons, it will not be safety for me…"
"But it's still safer to stay here, on Earth, than to go up there, to willingly embrace your death!" Tip yelled at him. "Make up your mind! Are you going, or do you stay?"
All fight left him and he exhaled heavily, shoulders slumping. "I am to staying."
She smiled. "Good. Now help me find my mom."