"No--you know me, Elma. It's about a job."

"Let's change the subject. Heard any good scuttlebutt from Elma or Vandham lately?"

"Crap! They got my Skell!"

"You think I'm messing around? Agni Gatling!"

"With all the foot traffic in your area, people probably end up going places like the command center in BLADE Tower when they want to talk."

"The ugliness isn't limited to BLADE. Not by a long shot."

"You wouldn't want to hear this, would you? Or have them hear it. Fair enough."

"Out of gas? Right when it was getting good!"

"Enough already! Just lay down your weapons."

"I don't wanna say we should use them but... let's just say it makes sense to, uh, join hands in the spirit of cooperation. You follow?"

"Bam! Keep shooting!"

"Come on. Don't be like that. Reconsider, will you?"

"The hell is that?"

"You should've let me die that day, Elma. You knew the truth--that I was a Ganglion spy."

"I'll use Overdrive! You break out an aura!"

"I've got your back."

"Of course I do--it means an end to this giant lie. I've been waiting a long time for this."

"And I'm sure you're no more eager to visit such places than I am. Heh."

"No, not insignificant. Not to humans. But really, how could you understand, Elma?"

"From what we can tell over FrontierNav, they've gone after it several times already--and failed."