Would be nice to think this was the worst it could get. "Figures," he sighs. Hostiles in the forest sounded normal to him--clones didn't get sent to peaceful planets, after all.

"We should have somebody on watch, then, especially at night. Has anyone gotten a roster set up?" And could he be put at the bottom of it? Guard duty was the most boring thing in the universe. It needed to be done, though.