I would've preferred for us to speak in friendlier terms, Initiative, but my hand has been forced. [ No need to mention who is responsible for said terms: Martin's acerbic, booming words make that clear enough. ]

My name is Martin Septim, 22^nd Emperor of Tamriel. Due to my experiences, I have taken it upon myself to contact you not as an enemy, but as a friend.

I implore you to remember that the actions of a few don't speak for all of us. There are many of us who do not wish to fight you, who have no intentions of making enemies in a realm that is not our own.

However, you have betrayed our trust. It's in your best interest to address our concerns, Initiative, not hide behind silence. I demand an apology for your indoctrination, past and present, and transparency with your plans and objectives from now on.

If you wish us to fight for you, with you, shows us that you are worthy. Do not demand obedience, but mutual understanding.

I await your response. [ And the video ends. ]

Hey, this thing is cool! How did they get it so sma--

[He pauses and squints more closely at the screen, orange hair briefly obscuring the camera before he leans back.] Wait, is it on? Haha, whoops, hi there! So they gave me the short introduction but I've still got a bunch of questions, and I ought to meet all you guys if I'm going to be stuck here for a while, too. Uh, I'm in room... 208? Anybody want to show me where that is?

So. Nice to meet you all! I'm Lea.

– oh yeah, and, has anybody seen a guy about this tall, blue hair, grumpy, answers to Isa? He was right next to me a second ago, I swear. I guess we got separated on the way here. Tell him Lea's looking for him and if he takes any longer getting here I'm making him treat me to lunch, okay?

[Another pause. He counts off something on his fingers, lips moving silently, and then grins at the notebook.]

I guess that's it! – Except for: are there any good places to eat around here? And what about ice cream?

[He waves goodbye at the screen, and sits back. Oh yeah, huh, maybe he ought to check and see what other people are saying on this message thing, too....]

[Sometime later.]

[text]

hey guys

what's going on here

seriously

[That other video -- with the man being shot, and his head exploding, and he'd looked actually dead, and.

And Lea doesn't know what he thinks anymore. Maybe it was a fake?

Or -- yeah. Yeah. He'll wait. If it wasn't, he definitely doesn't want to talk to that guy right now. But somebody's got to be around to explain things. And -- and he can handle the text thing, or maybe audio, until he's totally sure his expression looks normal again.

Sounds like a plan to him.]

My friend, I would speak with you when you will. In person, preferably.