[He's rush has become a shamble, a bad gash in his leg slowing him up now, and he has a slight cringe.] They seemed better company than my former bunkmate! [Even with Rimmer not around, he'd spare no time mocking him. After all, absence made the heart grow more relieved without the persistence of petty annoyances and occasionally led to the horrible dream or two.]

[But no, they didn't follow, which means he should sit and wrap this.] They might have even been better looking.

[He winces as he pats himself down for something he can use to wrap it until he can get to a medical kit.] Smegging hell. They aren't joking with those talons. They about ripped my trousers off like a drunk French woman. [But to be honest the fish monster probably had better intentions.]