Kevyn: Haban, if an eight-million-year-old artifact is booby-trapped, and doesn't want to be touched, who are we to go trying to take it apart?
Haban II: Oh, come on. What happened to the Kevyn I remember... the one who invented the teraport and solved the wormgate efficiency puzzle?
Kevyn: I happen to be the gate-cloned Kevyn who knows full well that his tinkering progenitor got permanently deaded.
Haban II: I'm a gate-clone myself, Kevyn, Now get back on the horse, okay?
Kevyn: It's a booby-trapped, man-eating horse of doom! No way.
Schlock: