"Chief Warrant Officer Noble Five. Jorge, if it's easier." He pauses. "I must admit, cardinal, I didn't come here for any religious reason. I wanted to check up on the two men repairing this place."

It had been a while since Jorge had any contact with the MacManuses, after all. Plus, when you're losing against an alien hoarde, religion kinda goes out the window. Especially when you're a genetically modified super-soldier.

"Make sure they're alright. Exploding marshmallow aside."