Halo Evolutions 20

"Apes or alligators?"

"Huh?"

"We got apes or alligators running the show?" Roland clarified. Jonah slunk back down into the crevice they would be occupying for the remainder of the night and the next day. "'Gators. Saw quite a few, but no sign of Brutes. Usually when one's
around the other's not―don't think they like each other much."

"Fine by me."

Jonah easily detected the relief in Roland's voice. "The Elites may be a bitch to deal with," Roland continued, "but at least they're smart, right? Smart we can predict-we can plan for." Jonah nodded his agreement. "The damn Brutes, though," Roland said, "they're just a buncha overly aggressive troglodytes. Start shootin' at 'em and they slip a gasket, go all aggro."

"They do operate on a shorter fuse. I think it makes 'em fun-like pickin' on an emotionally stunted twelve-year-old."-Chpt.6 pg 170

"Right, so? What's the issue?"

"I think the issue was: Elites are smart, Brutes are dumb."

"On which we both agree."

"And my point-the point I was trying to make--was the Elites' strategic intelligence makes 'em more of an ideal opponent in direct combat, because we can make educated guesses as to how they'll react. Whereas Brutes—”

"Ya give 'em the stink-eye," Jonah interrupted, "and they get pissy-makes 'em lose their head; intellect goes completely out the goddamn window."

"Right."

"Right."

"And that difference in composure-in the way they handle their shit-makes the Brutes tougher to deal with in spur-of-the-moment situations, 'cause who knows what the hell they'll do."-Chpt.7 pg. 171