"Me?"

Orion started, peering back around the leg of the spikier statute with an indignant look on his face.

"How could I even- 'Special spark' my aft!" He huffed, vents flaring with a rev.

"You seem to be trying to come up with every possible reason this could be my doing. Maybe it's your fault - you've been here before, after all. Maybe that were waiting for you to return. Or, maybe, its no one's fault?"

Really. Flinging blame around was hardly productive.