You know we'll have to one day. That infestation needs to be gutted out.

[With one that size, it was best to get rid of that mess before it winds up spreading to any other ships that might've heard Jordas' distress call. The blight of the infested didn't need to be spread any further than it already has. Bad enough Eris belonged to them fully.

However his attention is piqued at what the cephalon said. A soft hum leaving him as he leans his head back to tap the wall.]

Prefer me as what is it...a dragon thing rather than a mobile rock?