WhiteDwarf : Consider your worthy cause.

WhiteDwarf: Hold them behind me. Bear the full weight of their strike in a narrow way.
WhiteDwarf: Such a task may be your duty until the end of this, I must warn you.
SyndieCyborg: Huh?
SyndieCyborg: Oh, you mean a choke point.
SyndieCyborg: I got it!
StaffAssistant: God dammit! Borg rogue!
StationEngineer: We already knew that!

Your running battle takes you through the maintenance hallways. Surely this shall provide at least a modicum of improved cover, though not all that much. You ponder your worthy cause.

WhiteDwarf: I believe I, on the other hand, am beginning to understand the worth he was speaking of.
WhiteDwarf: What Neutron said to me... I am uncertain I can bear that strain. Extrapolation of the world from the self. Deriving the universe from the soul. It is more, perhaps, than I am able to do now, as I am.
WhiteDwarf: I have thought to know myself more and explore the heart, the way RedGiant has often sought. And I have thought that the strain I feel, to stretch to fill the shape of my identity, means that the fiery engine of that impulse runs dry, after a time.
WhiteDwarf: But I have heard RedDwarf's political manifesto, and while I may not share his zeal or his thirst for blood, I am beginning to understand one of its essential tenants.
WhiteDwarf: I believe I am beginning to actualize the core of all three lessons.