[Gat looks back up to Kono, rubbing the back of his helmeted head as he responds.]

Yeah—when me an' my coworker first arrived here in th' town a few months back, th' Milkman at th' Mayfield Dairy took over as Chief of Police. He made it a law to drink a bottle of his milk each day—an' we're talkin' milk that's either poisoned, fulla fazors or spiders, or psychoactive chemicals.

If'n you didn't, he'd turn somebody in th' family into a drone for a day. Only that person would have murder on their minds.

[A beat.]

That's what he did to me, after we'd tried jus' not drinkin' any.