AMB. GAV: Kevyn, Gavcorps hired you to protect these people. Are you giving up?
KEVYN: No, I'm declaring failure. The facility and all her personnel are heavily compromised.
I suspect that the next incident we experience will have catastrophic results. It is time to pack up and go home.
AMB. GAV: Oh, so using ship lances against human targets in Medical wasn't catastrophic?
KEVYN: It was a fair start.
TAGII: Excuse me Captain. We're under attack.
KEVYN: Nice timing. Serendipitous, even.
TAGII: It is a squadron of Chiphethran corvettes. Fortune hunters, I suspect. Maybe mercenaries.
KEVYN: Have we hailed them?
TAGII: We have.
KEVYN: Have they responded?
TAGII: They destroyed the decoy from which our hails originated.
KEVYN: So... definitely hostile.
TAGII: Like I said, we're under attack.
KEVYN: Have you got this?
TAGII: Oh, absolutely.
TAGII: Okay. Threats neutralized.
KEVYN: Good work, Tagii. Thank you.
AMB. GAV: Your company is doing fine, see? No "catastrophic results."
TAGII: You should see the other guys.
No really. Watch for pretty lights just above the southern horizon in six minutes.