"Oh. Okay." He then gets himself out of the robot's grip and lands painfully on the sandy ground with both legs, one of which has a massive bullet hole in it. He winces and grunts in pain as he straightens himself, leaning on his uninjured leg. "Well, I'm a new operative. Frankie Magnum, or The Prick. I've been trying to find you guys, but my robot friend here says you were hiding in some pocket dimension or something."

"Well, they were bullshitting you. And we're sorry a Newbie like you has to see us at our weakest, but soon we'll be back in business."

"Uhh... alright. So... am I being placed anywhere? Are they any jobs I need to do?"

"Tomorrow, you're coming here and helping us kill every Atea on this ship."