"Dammit, get off me!"

It's not fair that somebody that skinny has that much muscle. How does somebody that far gone manage to have the berseker strength like that? He can't even take a hand off the controls to push away the wiry bastard!

"Listen, moron, I know that! But if it's shooting robots, it's not shooting us! I dunno how it was on the [i]Weasel,[/i] but in here we try to help each other! So either pick a direction for us to run in, or start shoveling the coal! We die here, we can't get you outta this station!"

[Talk Sense, 10.]