Episode One: New Taste

"Course' he would, not like we were planning on unexpected guests". The hobgoblin replies, sounding pretty confident in his answer.

The hobgoblin kinda cocks his head to the side, not exactly understanding what Dr. Boulder is asking. "Ones in the hallway?...You mean the busted one, on the ground?"

The hobgoblin opens his mouth to reply, only to close it as eyes up Dr. Boulder with a confused expression. Rodrigo's input keeps his mouth closed regarding the matter, although he does look to Jericho for approval with the current plan.

"It's uh, got no lock. But I'll get it for ya." He takes a deep breath and grasps a step on the ladder, laboriously pulling himself up with the small amount of strength he has left. Once he reaches the top he disconnects the hatch lock with a *Shink!* from the metal. Pushing it open he starts talking in a frantic, ragged manner. Not the "Boss!..."

'Boss' bares his teeth at Rodrigo's intrusion, looking halfway between irritated and irate.

"I don't recall sending you down there." His tone matches his facial expression, like a man angry at a child. He doesn't move, merely staring at you.

The injured hobgoblin looks between the two parties, definitely frightened at this point.

"Boss's" expression remains fixed, but he's losing patience. "How about I give you 10 seconds to leave before I bring every member of my crew into this room, and we kill all of you where you stand?"