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Dwayne: [Confused] "Tainted"? You mean like when they take control over another creature?
Socrates: Not exactly. A poor choice of words on my part, but I don't have a better way to describe it.

Socrates: [Turning to Fooker] Fooker, do you remember when I tried to contact that ship that attacked us, and I lost control and took over your body?
Fooker: [Darkly] Boy howdy, do I. Not forgetting that anytime soon.

Socrates: Something is spreading like a virus throughout the Physaric telepathic network. Any ship that makes contact becomes "infected" and falls under its control.

Socrates: [To the Grand Protuberance] As a safety measure, any Physaric ship that exhibits signs of this behavior has been shut off from the collective. THEY are the ones attacking your colony, NOT us.
[[The hologram of the Protuberance narrows its eyes and scowls.]]