Dimi McEwan watches the pair of neural-net messages and goes into a very private, very personal, very disturbing silent rage.
He is so angry that he feels almost at peace.
...Almost, but not quite.
"Arturus and Dr. Zhuko: Yeah, I remember you both; Honestly, I thought you pair of gobs were long in the dirt by now...but apparently, I've been wrong.
I know it's been years, but the question I have is, do you remember me? Scarhand McEwan?
That old callsign may ring abit of a bell to the pair of you. Your lots legacy has had a big hand in eventually poisoning my life in ways that I don't even have words to describe.
Stay away from me. If I ever lay eyes on either of you again, I swear to $%#@&^$ god that I'll rip the throats out of both of you with my teeth."