Right. Sid, unfortunately, hadn't stuttered.
He'd actually repeated everything the little system had wanted to say earlier, and it seemed he was going to have to keep doing so for quite a while...
"FUGITIVES, HOST! CRIMINALS! ILLEGAL TRESPASSERS! Can you believe that?! WE were the ones who got kidnapped! WE never asked to come here! And yet somehow, D-64 and I are the ones being treated like we've committed some terrible crime!"
The white-and-gold mecha gave an enthusiastic little nod.
Precisely!
"Was it us who carried that accursed shard?! NO! Did we ask to be dragged into another dungeon?! ABSOLUTELY NOT! But does anyone care?! Apparently not! Because now we're the ones being marked as illegal trespassers!"
"..."
"And because of that, WE'RE OFFLINE!"
Sid's voice rose again, this time with such astonishing despair that he was clearly channeling his own thoughts about this particularly traumatic delivery.
