User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Fall 2015/@comment-5837525-20151105225649

Gale: Pfft. Please. As if you have any cards left to play by withholding information. The real Folderol is dead, and your pals have abandoned you to rot in this Tartarus-hole. Either start talking... or I can make things even more uncomfortable for you here than they already are.

(As Gale speaks, the watch circling his wrist lightly wriggles.)

Orbit: Calm down, Captain Gale.

Gale: Tch. This whole thing is a waste of time if you ask me...

Orbit: ''..."Folderol"... Your experiments on melding mind with machine -- what were you trying to do in the first place?''