[i]"Sodding hell!"[/i] Simon surprisedly yells, dropping the glass of scotch on the intruder. [i]"What the hell are you and aren't you cold in that when this tunnel is around a degree Celsius above naught?![/i] Albert asks, as surprised as Simon. [i]"Your sister? Is she a scientist pet? If so we need to get the train going sharpish."[/i] Simon then panics, doing everything he can to make the engine go faster. 

After harvesting what they could from the corpse of the abomination Graham begins walking towards the office of the newly promoted Charlie Novak. [i]"Told you he couldn't resist meeting him."[/i] Hal remarks from outside the arena, trying to clear up the mess from the evacuation. [i]"Perhaps we could try the suits on some prisoners, then kill them soon after... We'd get more materials from them and I'd get more food."[/i] Mal suggests from the many shadows in the arena, feasting off of the offal left behind. [i]"Food, did I forget to send enough of that gunk to your room or have your eyes gotten bigger then your appetite?"[/i] Hal questions, amazed that Mal actually likes the useless meat from the suit monstrosity left in the arena.