The ork grumbled under his breath, but slapped open the toggle that activated his comm link. He passed the orders to Rabo. The two orks exchanged a flurry of half-intelligible comments spiced with frequent profanity Kham finished his conversation with the rigger by snapping, "Just do it." He limped back up the gangway. "What’s to keep dose tings from spoiling de spell if we pull out?"