EBBY: Legs, tell your friend Kathryn to tell the Captain that your commanding officer needs to b—
LEGS: *interrupting* Hold that thought. New intel dump.
EBBY: Really? That's how you're playing this?
LEGS: The struts are sculpted above the tree-line. Kath wants to know if this wall is sculpted too.
EBBY: Tell her we'll get right on that. Clearing slimy foliage is easy.
LEGS: Schlock's plasma cannon?
EBBY: Your tongue.