PETEY: Thurl, this waiting room was meant to be a relaxing haven.
PETEY: It has resource limitations. Had you run up against them, you could have put your consciousness on hold.
THURL: Oh. Well, there you go then.
PETEY: “There you go then.” Do you have anything substantial to say?
THURL: Para, I figured out how Jormungandr dropped you and your squad without making hit-box contact.