I watched Dr Gromov through many microscopic eyes of the Dead Zone as he stumbled around the Captain's tower after he successfully managed to shred my adorable ghostly visage with an accidental admin command, which had also scared off my wholesome spider-trolleybus.

This idiot was supposedly to be the creator of everything everywhere! This is why the Universe was doomed. Its foundation was laid by bumbling humans who can't avoid a simple bucket trap. I contemplated helping or terrifying him some more, but then I realised that such activity was impossible as Pilot had managed to murderise my lovely abominations and traffic lights in this Sector while Captain dealt with less physical but no less deadly concept-mergers and System Errors.