"So this is the sorry excuse for a shapeship you fleshlings live on." She was ignoring Sakura and Marco as RANTING came in first before everything. "It's terrible. There's not even decent food and that play was the biggest, sorriest excuse I ever saw as interpretive literature."

Pause.

"However, this show of yours in that terrible, terrible library...the competition where all the fleshlings got hurt in very hilarious ways? I'm going to bring a few of them with me."