[Falco wasn't entirely sure how he'd managed to end up in this shit hole, especially considering he was pretty damn certain he had boarded the goddamn Great Fox and not a transport to ~mystery asteroid wonderland~. There were a couple things he was sure of, though, like how pissed off he was and how confusing this shit is. Oh, and he was vaguely aware of the fact that his team and their ships apparently weren't here with him. No ships means no flying. No flying means cranky bird. Cranky bird means bad decisions, like picking a fight with that huge reptilian looking critter over there near the landing zone.]

Look pal, I don't care if you're a turtle or a giant crab or whatever! I ain't leavin' until I get some answers, and I'm gonna get 'em from you, got it!?

[He's been arguing with this krogan for a few minutes now. Gather around folks, there might be an awesome bloody show or something.]