Fish: "I know that look. That feeling. 'The world is yours.' You understand the tongue of the murmur of the circuitry. It's a rush. Cherish it. But make no mistake, Girl. You're in it for the long haul. Sooner or later you'll find yourself covered in blue, recognizing the shitfest the ghosts upstairs orchestrated for what it is. And you'll remember this moment, cursing the spark that set you out on the road." Techno-Mage, covered in blue bot liquid stares into the distance. "Fuck."