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Chorrin frowned. "Just because you told us not to," he said, "I'm going to remind him the entire trip."

Meanwhile, Orkrim's Jumpship had landed, and Orkrim entered the room in a hovering pilot chair. "No, Chorrin," he said, "you're not." "And why the hell should you decide that for me?" Chorrin said. "What're you going to do about it? You're not even able to move."

"I made some... Arrangements with your Ghost," Orkrim answered. "To keep you in check." Chorrin stared at him for a moment, not sure what to say. His Ghost materialised. "Sorry, Chorrin," it said, "but Orkrim's right. This is the only way to keep you from sabotaging the team."

Chorrin angrily left the room. Orkrim hovered closer to the rest of the Fireteam. "I didn't actually install anything," he said, while smiling a broad smile. "But don't tell him. He'll get even angrier."