TAGON: Elf, snap out of it. I can't carry you, our prisoner, and the Sergeant.
ELF: My tank, Sir. What about my tank?
TAGON: Your tank blew up back on Zoojack Alpha. That was months ago, Lieutenant.
ELF: And you still haven't replaced my legs? Sir, our healthcare sucks.
TAGON: And that stimmie I gave you must be past its sell-by date.