Kevyn: Captain the amorphs are running amok down here. They've seized Lady Emily's cryokit, and are demanding to come aboard.
Tagon: They probably just want us to speed her recovery. Bring them up with the last of the trees and the rest of the team.
Kevyn: I'm not sure that's wise, ris. They're very, very agitated.
Tagon: Their weapons have been confiscated. What possible threat could they pose?
Tagon: Hang on... I'm not sure I want to go on record as ever having said that.
Kevyn: I don't know, sir. It would make a charming epitaph.
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