John clears his throat rather loudly to maybe get their attention. He did not like to be ignored, especially since he was planning on getting them out of this cell. "Hey. Hi. How's it going? I'm Jonathan. I originally planned for this to be a peaceful day but now I get to deal with this. So, either of you maybe want to explain why I was teleported by a Hive that looked like he ate a glow stick?" He was lost. Aside from the two Guardians doing things they were not meant to, he didn't know where they were. And that troubled him. He needed information. He loved information. It made his job easier. So when he sees a Hunter that can actually blink, AKA spacial-time distortion and not a brief period of hyper acceleration, he's going to have questions. Not to mention why the Warlock was being so dirty with his light. He could feel the Void essence he left behind. He should have been taught better. While waiting for their answer he decided to get something done. "Ghost?" "[i]You know, you could call me by my name[/i]" "Why? You're a ball. And an AI" "[i]You still call Rasputin his name and not computer. And you call Exos by their names[/i]" "Fair enough. But for the argument of your a ball..." "[i]So? This ball does all your work for you[/i]" "Oh is she? Is that why we're arguing?" "[i]Could you maybe be a little nicer? I would appreciate it[/i]" "Feminine charm doesn't work if I'm not given incentive." "[i]Damn. What's up?[/i]" "Could you call down my ship for me? Have it ready near the Hull Breach" "[i]You got it[/i]" "Thank you... Maria" "[i]Would have been better without the hesitation[/i]" John sighed at the end of his mental conversation as he waited for the two Guardians to respond.