“Fight with me,” Bates abruptly ordered. Ellie looked up with surprise. “What?” she blurted. “Fight with me,” he repeated, calling out the words over the relentless cascade. “Tell me why we should keep going.” “I… I’m not sure that we should,” Ellie admitted, stammering out the reply. “Wrong answer,” Bates returned flatly. “You said it was a bad idea!” she accused, rising from where she sat at the bow. “What do I know about it?” “A great deal more than I do!” she shot back as her frustration rose. “Since when has that ever stopped you?” he tossed back.
