The technician knew that expression. The guard had got lucky- the rumours must have been true. It made him a little sick.

“God,” the technician’s tone dripped disgust, “you really slept with one of those nuts? She was only after the danger. Wouldn’t have been interested otherwise.”

The guard stayed at his post. “This isn’t something we’re going to talk about.”

“I thought you had standards, man.”

“You’re just jealous.”

“Jealous? Jealous?” The technician snorted. “Jealous that you stuck it in some crazy bitch who was probably thinking of a tyrannosaurus during the whole thing? It wasn’t for you, man. She’s one of those fucking dinophile crazies.”

“We did it raptor-style.”

“Oh, you lucky bastard.”