"Gork and Mork, what should I do?" Lost and uncertain, Boss Slick thought of Gork and Mork, who had his back.
"What are you worrying about? Just Waaagh! Whatever the problem, if you're Waaagh! enough, it isn't a problem!"
That was what the savage Gork said.
"You're only agonizing over what you might gain or lose because part of your core self is missing. But don't worry. That red lunatic won't hand over your share of psychic power, but that doesn't mean there's no chance."
"When the time comes and you're whole again, it won't be too late to make your choice."
Mork offered this cunning suggestion, and it put Boss Slick much more at ease.
Since he didn't have to make a choice right now, Boss Slick could focus on the matters at hand.
To deal with the unpredictable changes the future might bring, he had to pick up the pace.
He could prioritize the tasks on his plate. Repairing the Skull of Gork and building Mork's Grin, the two Ork Battle Stars, would take quite some time.
Kidd was a very experienced Big Mek, and Screws, a soon-to-be Big Mek, was helping him. With a slight adjustment to the share of work points awarded, the Screw Clan Boys would be even more eager to take part in building the battle stars.
This work didn't require Boss Slick's personal involvement, and his departure wouldn't slow progress too much.
Building new flagships for the bosses could be left to Crooked Mouth. Boss Slick could draw up blueprints to provide an overall framework.
Crooked Mouth had been with Boss Slick for a long time. He had overseen the construction of many space docks and had even directed a rebuild of Boss Slick's Ship. He had more than enough experience.
So there