SHODAN: Ch'vorthq, how are you feeling?
CH'VORTHQ: Miserable. Betrayed.
CH'VORTHQ: I've been cooking for you people for years, but only now, only now does anybody complain.
Have you been laughing about the food behind my back this whole time?
SHODAN: No! It's been good. Smooth, but good.
CH'VORTHQ: I feel like this is what I was meant to do, meant to be, but nobody tells me enough to let me excel at it. I'm so... angry.
SHODAN: Ch'vorthq, what you were originally "meant to be" is an explosive. "Angry" probably isn't wise.
CH'VORTHQ: It makes me feel all hot inside, and that makes me even angrier.
SHODAN: I need a psychiatrist, an EOD tech, and a medic over here right now please.
*softly* With gentle tones of voice.