Hell yeah I bet it is. I mean, I'm no slouch with explosives, but having 'em just fucking grow out of the ground? Sign me up.

[Well, Wrench certainly doesn't see it as concerning!]

Does an alien really know they're an alien? Like, we could get ten thousand kinds of philosophical here. I'll be the alien if you don't want to be, though. We'll figure shit out.

[Maybe he's going to have to drag her around in a little red wagon.]