"Looks like the main power cells are fried. Armor shutdown, triggering survival mode. I'm going to try to override."
"Okay, if you can hear me in there, I hope you're ready. Please don't die. Please don't die."
"Yes! Yes! Yes! We're going home! Haha! Welcome back, Chief. I rerouted what little power I had into your suit. Looks like there's a problem with the servos in your hands. Stay calm. You've been out there awhile. I know I saw something in here to check your armor's diagnostics."
"Easy there, big guy. You're not—"
"Status report? What? There's something you need to see, Chief."
"We lost. Lost everything. There's nothing left for us here. I don't even know where here is."
"No, no, no, no! Not them! Not again! We need to run!"
Am I dead already? I, I must be, I mean. This is a punishment, right?
Yep, this is death.
No! No! No, no, no, no!
This isn't happening! I'm going to have to make an emergency landing! Hold on, Chief!
No! Get! No! You! I can't stand this. Oh, you are...
No! You don't get to tell me what to do! You don't get to tell me anything! We're... Are you even listening?!
Oh, I'll be safe? Safe? I haven't been safe since I found you. I found you, remember? You were out there on your own, and you'd still be there if it wasn't for me! I thought I was going home.
You keep saying that. We're outgunned. Outnumbered. I know I saw Condors over there. I'm going to dig through them and find one with a working slipspace drive, and when you're done with this war we get away from here. Far away.