[Nathan is staring into the camera with so much seriousness right now.]
We've all been here for ages, right? Trying to figure out what that Revan bastard wants with us. Well, I've thought long and hard on it, and I think I've finally reached a conclusion.
[dramatic pause.]
He wants to put us in groups of ten and stitch us up mouth to anus. He wants an entire fucked up centipede army! Are we going to give it to him? That's up to you.
I made some diagrams.
[He holds up this picture:]
This is him sending us into battle, I imagine. I'm pretty sure his beady little eyes are dead-on.
[He then flips the paper to show everyone what's on the back:]
And this one I just drew for fun. It's a giraffe giving itself a blowie, see?