It would be, wouldn't it? [He sighs quietly.]

Eventually, it might be up to those of us here to stop them.

[But he says so quietly, his mind going back to his past for a second. He feels uncertain despite his words. He had been able to gather people under him in the past, but he had never been able to accomplish anything desirable.]

... Well, if anythin' comes up, you should give me a holler. A man has got to help out his friend whenever possible.