ELF: Course change, Bristlecone. Take us to this point on the repaired strut.
BRISTLECONE: Shall I wake Captain Tagon?
ELF: Let him sleep until we get there. It's not as if we're doing anything dangerous.
BRISTLECONE: We're about to fly six hundred kilometers through the windiest parts of a giant hurricane, Commander.
ELF: You can wake the Captain when the hurricane becomes sapient and grows missile pods.