EBBY: Commander, the Captain is back in action!
He and I are going to take care of our little teraport problem.
Tailor and the General are off to rescue K-Prime.
ELF: Ennesby will feed you intel from the cameras he hacked. The rest of us will hunker down and resist the food smells they're blowing at us.
LEGS: Food? I thmell burnt organ meat and tuberth. It ith an ill wind.