“New character motivation,” Nurse Ratched said. “Your voice modulator was destroyed. You are incapable of speech. You are mute.” “Oh no,” Rambo whispered. “It’s a good thing I’m fluent in American and British Sign Language.” His pincers formed a complicated pattern, folding in then out before moving side to side, finishing with a flourish near the top of his casing. “I just told you that I love you all even if you don’t like my acting.”
