[The retrieval unit's lacking the light of the soul doesn't escape David's notice. That it also appears to be comprised of red fluid makes it all the more creepy, as if it were full of blood. Certainly fitting for what it just wound up doing to the Orcs.]
No kiddin' ...
[So the Tower has something analogous to the PPD's Police Drones, or ... no, in this case, it's definitely more like the Arbiter Drones he's heard of lurking within the Rogue Isles. Sensing that the threat the monsters posed has been adequately dealt with, he cautiously steps back onto the floor, towards the bloody mess the retrieval unit made of the Orc band.]
Look at dis. Dat guy, you, me, everyone else—we're all made of dis goop and bendy wire crap, but dey weren't.
[David kneels down to try and pick up one of the swords. Can he even do that right now? Well, he'll find out, he supposes—but then he freezes just before trying to grasp the hilt. The familiarity of the blue fluid-filled fellow has finally hit him, and David glances to look back at his compatriot.]
Oh, now that David and Enoch traded names, I can tag this back without a time paradox!
No kiddin' ...
[So the Tower has something analogous to the PPD's Police Drones, or ... no, in this case, it's definitely more like the Arbiter Drones he's heard of lurking within the Rogue Isles. Sensing that the threat the monsters posed has been adequately dealt with, he cautiously steps back onto the floor, towards the bloody mess the retrieval unit made of the Orc band.]
Look at dis. Dat guy, you, me, everyone else—we're all made of dis goop and bendy wire crap, but dey weren't.
[David kneels down to try and pick up one of the swords. Can he even do that right now? Well, he'll find out, he supposes—but then he freezes just before trying to grasp the hilt. The familiarity of the blue fluid-filled fellow has finally hit him, and David glances to look back at his compatriot.]
Hey wait, don't I know you from somewheres?