NARRATOR: Aboard the mercenary flagship Breath Weapon...
CDRE TAGON: Lieutenant Flinders, this is the full manifest for the Jogazle's Purse.
KATHRYN: Yup. I already have a copy, Commodore.
CDRE TAGON: I need a full work-up on each crew member. What resources do they have? Where will they go? And most importantly, where do we need to be in order to find them?
KATHRYN: We will need a lot more than just that, but yes, that's the gist of things.
CDRE TAGON: Outstanding. You're our intelligence expert. I trust you to stay on top of this.
KATHRYN: I passed the manifest to Trevor. He's working on it now.
CDRE TAGON: Lieutenant, you are our intelligence expert.
KATHRYN: There are synth-int suites that crunch, collate, and correlate this information faster and better than I can. All they need is the list, and a quick button-push.
And I trust Trevor to push buttons.
CDRE TAGON: If all he did was push a button, what's he doing now?
TREVOR: It's a retro player-vs-narrative RPG called "Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are Hobbits."
You know, classic literature riding on a really twitchy button-masher.