An overdweller? My boss Zo Ga doesn't take kindly to strangers sneaking around his personal property, nuh-uh, nuh-uh. Yunz'll want to leave quickly, before we have an accident—a mishap, a misfortune, an accident, that sort of thing.
Shush! Last time someone woke Zo Ga from his beauty rest, he had the offender mine an entire ore vein with his fingernails. Yunz wouldn't want that to happen, nuh-uh, nuh-uh. Ba Go told me to expect yunzes. Zo Ga's workshop is on the other side of this exhaust pipe. Yunz'll go quickly and quietly─silently, soundlessly, quietly, that sort of thing─and tell no one that I's opened the door, yunz listening?
