I mean. Yeah, no one deserved that. And I still wish I knew what kind of fucked up company was making those things so I could give them hell for everyone else. But... can't do that here, so this is the least I can do.

[His voice softens a bit. The poor guy is obviously trying to help. Rich doesn't know who he is, but he shouldn't have to worry about anything besides protecting himself from the SQUIP, so Rich tries to keep the misery and frustration out of his voice.]

I think I'm all right. What do you want to know?