"You’re not even sure this is happening." Sam accused, on a hunch. The elf stared at him venomously, but Urdli’s silence spoke to Sam of the truth of his accusation. Even so, just the possibility of nuclear weapons in the hands of someone who might use them was frightening. It was a fear that had dominated previous generations, and although it had subsided since the build-down, it had never entirely gone away. Sam wondered if man had succeeded in breeding it into his bloodline. If the threat were real, the elf wouldn’t be the only one seeking to cancel it. "I don’t think I trust you, Urdli."