[Thomas walks into the room, squinting at the Xtransceiver screen, re-reading the transmission. He only seems vaguely aware of Paprika's troubles and walks by them without looking up.] I just don't understand what they expect us to do on this venture of theirs. [He plops down in a chair and crosses his leg, still scowling at the Xtransceiver.] I certainly don't intend to do any digging.

[After a minute, he seems to finally become aware of the ruckus Paprika and her Croagunk are making. He looks up and frowns in their direction.] Look -- what's going on? Is that frog of yours actually attacking you?