"What the fuck happened to that five whole years is a long time line you were feeding me?" I asked, my brow knitting as I frowned. "And you know what? Fuck you, I wouldn't do the same thing. I might be lazy, but my brother didn't raise me to stop fighting just because shit gets a little hard." I hefted her a bit closer. "You're Sarah Connor, for Christ's sake. You stare down killer robots without flinching, and you're just going to lay down and take this? That's bullshit."