Ennesby: Captain, I'm on the line with three other teams who've made contact with these intelligent natives. The woods are positively thick with rock writing, huts, and hunter-gatherers.
Tagon: And yet the beach looked deserted in our scans.
Ennesby: Have you forgotten the whale that came clear out of the water and swallowed you whole? That kind of thing must be terrifying to these poor primitives.
Tagon: Pfft. They just need sharper sticks.
Ennesby: No offense, but I'd pay money to see you take on that whale with a sharp stick, sir.