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POMPY: Mordred, huh?
POMPY: Well, if you're going to make up names, come up with good ones.
[Tch.]
MORDRED: With a mouth like that, maybe you really did deserve getting that airlock special, ZIZOID.
POMPY: Haha!
POMPY: Ease up, Pal!
[He shoots double finger guns at you.]
POMPY: You and me, we're friends now.
POMPY: So what's a little ribbing between friends?
POMPY: And lemme tell ya, Pal, someone who appreciates the classics is always good in my book.
MORDRED: Hmph.
MORDRED: Think you're a slick bastard, yea? Real smart or clever type, huh?
POMPY: Well, I *am*, aren't I?
MORDRED: Kekekeke
POMPY: Hehehe!
[Jack resumes the pose from earlier. It's a bit subtle but you notice that he lacks an idle animation - unless he moves, he's utterly motionless compared to the regular crew.]
POMPY: Feels good finding someone worth talking to these days.
POMPY: Everyone else is a murderous Philistine of some stripe. Like the Loyalists stomping around or that Zhang fellow over on the ship.
POMPY: Or the Henry over there, too. That bugman definitely has it out for me.
[He swirls his left finger in the air.]
POMPY: Speaking of bugs, I've got a little pet theory regarding the big ones on the ship.
POMPY: A downright conspiracy theory, if you ask me.
POMPY: But if you got any *other* questions, now's the time to ask.
[This guy types really fast. Must be because he's a robot and all that.]
>I'VE GOT A FEW QUESTIONS ABOUT... (Write in.)
>NAH, LET'S TALK ABOUT THE BUGS. (Proceed.)
>WRITE-IN?
