Name cringes, wrestling with their pride, then cringes a second time, clutching at their ribs. A sigh escapes them, an

Suggest Multi-Tool upgrade

The Vy'keen is suddenly reinvigorated, fury glittering hot in their eyes, nodding in passionate agreement. They give their old Multi-Tool one final reverent look, as though to say goodbye, then offer it to me.

Some requirements or outcomes are not yet mapped.

Suggest recuperation

The Vy'keen looks at me with respect, nodding slowly, absorbing the wisdom of my suggestion. They offer me a gift as thanks, then, with time on their hands, begin to draw up a new battle strategy.

Some requirements or outcomes are not yet mapped.

Suggest surrender

The atmosphere is suddenly tense, the facility colder than before. The Vy'keen glares at me, their expression growing increasingly hateful. I leave before the situation escalates.