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Para: There are tens of thousands of mostly-dead people floating in space. They need our help. They have Red/Reo blood nannies, but we have to talk to the nanobots to get the repair and revival process started.

Tarpaulin: I am not a good communicator, mistress.

Para: Someone else will handle that. Your job is installing the probes.

Tarpaulin: Nor am I adept at delicate medical procedures.

Para: This will be exactly like stabbing people, except you only stab the once, and then you let them keep the knife.