Somewhere in the background, you hear various colorful phrases.
"Mother pus bucket, what do you mean the child-born-out-of-wedlock who gets to straighten out this next mess gets to use actual bloody swears?"
Hey, chill out, Nick buddy, you had your run and-
"Yes, my run where you dropped out halfway through the game. Nickolas Foligan is making his second pass at the mess of the Stalkers, and there's little to nothing you can do to stop it, you dim-witted oxygen-thief!"
...you take too much after Algaliarept. Not sure how I feel about it.
"You love it, or else you would change how I speak, darling."