And there was that word again, coming from Armstrong's lips. Fate.
Joshua listens to everyone, looking a bit puzzled at some of what Armstrong says, then frowning when Fiddler pipes up. "Are you sure? I mean..." He trails off, and tries again. "Well, like you say. You're a musician. Maybe this isn't the best path for you." He looks to Animus, whom he already considers the leader, to see what he has to say on the subject of Fiddler.
To Armstrong he asks, "I'm sorry--Legacy?"