Bernd sighed. Well, that was that for [i]his[/i] recruitment commission. 
"Alright, buddy. Well, we might have enough juice to port you out of here before the mission's end. C'mon, follow me to Pod 1."

Striding purposefully, Bernd moved to a seed-shaped drop pod, and cracked the hatch open. Inside was a hefty harness with a massive back-slung generator and a pair of hideously oversized gilded skull-shaped pauldrons. Bernd slung the harness over Guts' shoulders, and locked the pauldrons in place. Bernd then pressed a series of small buttons on a display situated on the harness's chestpiece. A scrolling wall of textual coordinates and calculations filled the chestpiece's display, as the generator rumbled ominously.

"Alright, this thing is your ticket out of here. I've already pinpointed what is [i]probably[/i] your world, so don't fucking touch that thing from now on, okay? When you get back home, I'm gonna need you to throw this thing in the sea, because it's going to cause a hell of a lot of problems for you otherwise. When you're ready to go, just stick your fingers in both your shoulder-skulls' noseholes. Okay?"