Gore whirled round to see a Mudokon swinging a Tomahawk around. Instinctively, he reached for his gun, which he didn't have any more. If he'd had his gun, he may have shot Doe, but he fumbled, then pretended he hadn't done anything at all. RG was talking to Doe, and Gore patiently waited until he had finished. He then took a step toward RG and whispered closely in his ear.
"There's a lot of dangerous stuff wandering around the factory - animals, natives, crazy Sligs. Would it be prudent to sound some sort of alarm, if this factory has one? To get the civillians out of the way during a clean-up or something?" he leant on one foot. Gore began to seriously worry for his health - wild animals seemed to be everywhere.
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