Live, from the Credomaran stationwaist. . .
King? You? I beg to dif
Exactly. You beg.
You beg for food, you beg for protection, you beg for security. Lota now brings you all of these. Lota patched the holes in your station. Lota brought years of food to your homes. And now Lota stands to defend you from your worst enemies.
Yourselves, you idiot.