Rhisha: We’re taking a beating out here! Where’s that signal from Greyhawk?
Scanner: Nothing yet, m’lady! It’s possible the plan has gone awry.
Tel Nahee: Good. You are alive. I feared you might miss witnessing your final downfall.
Greyhawk: Perish the thought…
Tel Nahee: You are unlike any pirate I have encountered. You do not seem to be motivated by greed…
Greyhawk: I like that I get to wear these puffy shirts.
Tel Nahee: I suspect there’s an interesting story behind you, but I really don’t have time to listen to it. I will have to settle for just watching your story’s end… Take them to airlock three and dispose of them. The pirate can watch his ship being destroyed from a better vantage point.