"Hey, did I make you an Executive or something? How come you're here, asking me questions? I think I told you to look for something to do, correct me if I'm wrong."
Dionysia's memory told her that he may well have been wrong.
Dionysia: "Actually you told me to stay here but I went to make sure you're little junior executive didn't need any help." Odd, this glukkon was slow. "But sure, you want me to do something? How about this? I go clean one of your big grinders? Sure, I might loose an arm but that won't worry me. Hmm, maybe the vykker that'll be coming round in a day or two to make sure you're looking after his valuable specimen might have a thing or two to say to the Magog Cartel about you, but hey, no harm done for Oddworld in the long run, right?"
He better figure that one out.
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Jim turned round as Gappiqu spoke. A look of horror spread across his face and he tried to hide himself behind the other mudokons. He Crushed himself against the wall. Oh, Odd, let him go away! He thought.
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