"Here, there, everywhere," he says, gesturing dismissively. "Now, get, get gone, I have work to do," he shouts, suddenly frantic, and moving quickly as he races over to a nearby tube, rapidly adjusting valves, and working at a feverish pace. "Oh, no, no, don't fail on me now.. no, no, what's wrong? Is it the contaminants of these visitors? Are they ruining my pristine environment? Get out, GET OUT!" he bellows, suddenly furious, his undead face suddenly twisting in anger and rage.