“Wotz about da humie?” Another ork asked.
The Servitor was still with them. After coming to, Zed was made aware of his importance, and despite his own urge to smash the once loyal imperial, he was convinced otherwise. The man was just too valuable.
Zed looked back at the ad-hoc weird boy, the servitor having been decorated in orky dressings to help him fit in a little better.
“Give ‘im a shoota. He’s comin’ wit us!”