[He's silent for a moment. His body visibly shakes, thinking on it. People want them dead. All of them from Pride, wasn't that it? It's a jumbled mess of what he can recollect.]

I don't know. [He replies shakily.] M-Maybe we're getting in the way of their sales really badly, or maybe they just hate us on principle...it doesn't make sense. I mean, that's murder! Did they seriously think they were going to get away with killing a bunch of us like that?

[His voice is lined with fear.]