I wonder what many capes are going to think about Rick when he say this.
Armsmaster:
Exactly.
Dragon: Hmm?
Armsmaster: You don't count, I'm talking about those filthy biological units, you know the ones, with their
germs, and
skin, and
inefficiencies.
Dragon: You shouldn't talk about Emily like that! You haven't slept in three days, you need rest.
Rick: What, so everyone's supposed to sleep every single night now? Y-you realize that nighttime makes up half of all time?
Dragon: Sleep is important, He's going to burn himself out.
Rick: Well look who's talking Missus Space-Computer. Y-You can stay up however long you want, I-I'll bet it really makes your dick hard, knowing that Colin here will never be able to catch up with you.
You know he's just doing it to impress you.
Dragon: I'm no- THAT'S BESIDES THE POINT!
Rick: That's exactly the point! Colin will never be able to keep up if he spends all day prancing around lala land, o-*burb*-f all the amazing things he could be doing, do you honestly believe lying around should be one of them?
Armsmaster: *shakes head* So inefficient, maybe just a
few cybernetic implants couldn't hurt...
Rick: Atta *Belch* boy, focus on science. Don't let these bureaucrats hold you back.
Dragon: I-I'm not so sure this is such a good idea Rick. Colin could really hurt himself.
Rick: Don't be such a pussy Dragon, Science c-cannot move forwards without risk.
Dragon: O-okay Rick, if you say so...