"Radruk'gren, I fear there may be more of the hostile biologicals within the walls. Also, a foreign object has perforated your femoral region. This is suboptimal."

“Yeah, you hear those alarms? That’s a bad thing.” Ruck’s got a half-crazy robot, a gun called the Hammer 247, and a creature with too many teeth inside the perimeter. Quota’s due in the morning.

After Bok's...corrective action, I was out for a good while. Once I came to, I told him I needed a little time to come up with a performance enhancement plan.