Gore flinched by the sound of his name. His head jerked up painfully. Evidentally something was drawing his attention. He looked unsettled.
"Me listen in? M'eh, I barely listen in at office meetings. Though I did pick up the general idea, sorry..."
He arched his shoulder slightly in case a slap was coming his way.
"But guys, we really should get out of here... I swear something's moving over there..."
Gore was squinting into the far shadows of the unlit pumping control, which to his memory was dangerously close to the nests. He held his gun to his eye, ready, but was shaking.
"Let's think of a plan and get out of here. I'd hate for Gappiqu to leave whatever's inside inside, 'cause that's bad. But I'm sure we'd hate more if whatever's inside to get pulled outside by a couple of Paramites..."
He shook nervously and was slightly pale. He looked to be on the verge on a panic attack.
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