Zack: *stares at the injury for a few moments then releases a high-pitched whistle* Whoever it is, they got you pretty good. You’re lucky, Sephy. *pats his “friend’s” back in a comforting manner* You should have said something about it before we wrestled back there. *shakes his head then looks at the papers once more* It says we are supposed to report at the helipad at 1900 to meet some guy named Rude… Man, that’s way worse than your name.
