ELF: We were hired to defend Oisri Dig Base and all personnel.
Half the personnel are lost. The other half we're not sure of. It doesn't look good.
AMB. GAV: So... contractually, you're in default.
ELF: Excellent. You said the magic word.
AMB. GAV: I thought the magic word was "please."
ELF: "May we please abandon this infested iceball and go home?" Now that we're officially in default, sure, let's go.
Magic word.