Jaksmouth: Admiral, one of the tursto's strike teams has captured a wormgate intact. Trinko is doing her best, but right now we need a think-tank of wormhole physicists and engineers to sort out what we're looking at here.
Breya: We could try to hire my brother away from that company of thugs he's hanging out with.
Jaksmouth: Right. Sure. You know, that reminds me. I have a good-for-nothing nephew who could use a steady paycheck.
Breya: Your non-sequitur looks more like a subtle accusation of nepotism.
Jaksmouth: He's very qualified management material, for sure.