A highly complex war bot is escorting a highly volatile black furred Ysoki. You get too close and the Ysoki puts his hand on his gun.
Martin, that's my name....YEAH IT'S A HUMAN NAME, SO WHAT? MOM LIKED HUMANS AND SHE RAN OUT OF IDEAS FOR NAMES...I MEAN THERE WERE SIXTEEN OF US SO SHE JUST RAN OUT OF NAMES!
The warbot chirps I'm getting to that.
Anyway, I'm Martin and that's Scud and yes, we're a perfectly legal salvage operation. You know it's incredibly racist to assume that because I'm a ysoki that I'd be interested in some sort of illegal operation. Go to hell for thinking that. Not the nice, human hell. The nasty hell that La Po Shu runs.