Jake: Ax...what is that thing? (points to an alien monster)
Ax: You just assume that I know everything about every monster in the universe? You think I am just a barrel of knowledge that can be filled with unlimited information? What, I'm some sort of nerd who listens to whatever the teacher says during class? You assume I had no personal life on my homeworld? NO. You just look at the stupiud tentacled alien and say, "Durr...Ax, even though I am the one in charge of the group, can you please spoon feed me and tell me about what this alien is and what its weaknesses are?" That's what you do, Jake. You don't lead. You just listen to what the rest of us has to say and say "Sure, we've got nothing better to do." What a sad excuse for a prince. I'd take over myself, but, apparently, I'm too busy stuffing my non-existent mouth with cinnamon buns. That's what you think of me--as some mindless alien who just spews information out whenever it convienences you. Do you ever say, "Gee, Ax, what did you do today? Are you well?" Nope. Just, "Ax-man, what is that thing!?" Do I ask you about every flower we pass by? Or every drop of rain from the sky? Do I ask about every single earth creature I see? No! I get a freaking book, or search the internet and get the information I need from there!
Jake:...
Marco: ...
Rachel: ...
Tobias: ...
Cassie: ...
Jake: Alright...I guess we'll figure out for ourselves...
(A gruesome battle occurs. Jake and Ax are the only ones left standing)
Jake: We lost them all! Marco...Rachel...To bias...Cassie...All ...
Ax: Probably not the best time to tell you that the creature is weak against water.