[ He shrugs a shoulder, gesturing to Riddick with a clawed hand. ] And now there's resorting to the different threading patterns on tiny steel screws, so congratulations on that one. At least you're not really fuckin' missing out on any colors here.

It- yeah. [ He touches a hand to the jug of juice - this stuff really isn't half bad - as he looks up at Riddick with a bit of surprise on his face. His eyes narrow before he takes any more of the juice, morbidly curious. ] What happened to yours?