KEVYN: Thurl... shut up. We've missed something important.
KEVYN: Para, how exactly is your handler supposed to kill you from halfway across the galaxy?
If there's another spy on this ship, I am going to be quite cross.
PARA: There's a neurotoxin charge on a hypernode in one of my molars.
KEVYN: You're carrying a poison bomb in your mouth? Are you crazy?
PARA: Do you still have antimatter bombs in your epaulets, or has hypocrisy gone out of fashion?