Pip once wrote down this exchange between boggy Lomas, working as a pest controller long before the Chronicles find him, and his jason, hunting for "pests" beyond Hellsborough's city limits.
"But boss, surely a long range attack is not altogether consistent with your trade as a pest controller?"
"We observe, from a distance. We know that they're all loopy out here, and there's a hell of a lot of synths roaming about, so fifty percent of the time we're right."
"And the other fifty percent?"
"Are one hundred percent bio - and none will be missed! My returns will still say SYNTH in big letters!"
