"I can't tell if this is pathetic, or sad," Lokar stated as he and Tansit were watching Space Ghost play around with a couple of sticks on a deserted planet near the Ghost Planet industries.
"Depressing. Very tragic." Tansit pointed out as he was rubbing his hands on his mask.
"Why on earth are you doing that to yourself, man?" Lokar asked as he folded his locust arms together.
"It makes me feel better about myself." Tansit stated as he froze in position. "Sometimes you just have to look at life from all shapes and sizes. It isn't always as smart as you'd think it is... or as stupid as it may appear here. It would just come and surprise you in ways you'd... never imagined them."
Lokar dropped his jaw in disbelief as he noticed Tansit sniffling, with Space Ghost blasting a couple of sticks with his Destructo Ray as he turned his head to hear the armored man sniffling about.
"Pfft. Pathetic." Space Ghost scoffed as he began sticking some sticks into his mask, chuckling. "Let's see them try to start a stick war now."
Lokar planted his right hand on his face as he couldn't believe why he was present on the exact same planet with these two idiots.