"Sounds like something a little too uncertain to be placing any bets on. I don't blame the Protector for sticking to his methods. The tried and true method seems to have been working so far, why risk all life on earth on a mere possibility, you know?"

When Luka's spoon returns to his plate, it bounces off the suspiciously large berry. He lowers it again, a befuddled look upon his face as he tries to figure out just what the hell that is and where it came from.