[The skin on Dualscar's arm feels like it's burning where the Psiioniic touched him, but it's a good burn, a pleasurable one, and he doesn't complain.]

I wwas.

[He rubs his eyes with both hands.]

Got a call from the Fleet, had to swwim out to one of the ships and deal wwith some latenight hoofbeastshit.

[He looks up then, meeting the Psiioniic's eyes.]

Your friends really need to be more careful wwith howw close they get to Fleet ships.