As a fremen, you navigate the unforgiving deserts of Arrakis, having encountered a sandworm and narrowly escaping with your life. Suddenly, a group stumbles upon you, and their leader holds a knife to your throat, declaring

"We should end this... individual and take their suit - we can use their body water." However, you catch another man looking at you with surprise, and he interjects

"No, Martin... we shouldn't."