[There's too many legs. There's legs and teeth and they're coming from too many directions. Ralph can handle a normal Cy-Bug or two on his own with his own gun. But, this is different, he's fighting a giant Cy-Bug with an unfamiliar weapon and he's trying to protect Virgil all at once.

It's too much.

He can't watch all the legs, he can't always focus on the teeth, he can't even keep his eyes on Virgil, because he's got to watch the legs and the teeth.

Ralph's flaws in taking care of his charge become immediately apparent when Virgil is struck a vicious blow. He's seen that expression too many times and this time, it's his fault.

But, Ralph can't dwell on that now, he can't even comfort Virgil in what are probably his last moments. If he does, then he'll end up like the scientist.

Ralph drops the flamethrower to the floor, scrambling to pick up his own gun. He makes eye contact with Virgil in the process and manages to say something briefly as he goes past.]

I'm sorry.

[He wheels around to face the bug, firing several different explosive shots at its face.]