I should be dead. The fact he was alive boggled Titan's fuzzy mind.
You're welcome.
That alien voice still spoke to him, and for a moment, he didn't hate it, not when it had saved his life. Because of his bionics, he'd killed the spidus.
Great. Now what?
Riella and the queen had left. The metal ruins reminded him that Alfred had never actually existed and he was alone. Not just alone but paralyzed and all too aware of the open garage door that gaped onto a tunnel that he suspected held more than one predator.
It seemed hopeless.
You are full of drama. We aren't dying.
His metal arm managed to drag him inside the transport before anything else came along. Even slammed the lever that shut the door.
Only then did he sleep. By the time he woke, he could twitch his fingers and toes. The bio ones at any rate.
The metal ones cooperated, too. Even better, they remained quiet as he pushed to a sitting position.