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Meanwhile, in the Cargo Deck, Viso was humming a rather familiar song-- though it was a relic from the past century. "Hold the line, hmm hmm hmm hmm..." He said, trailing off when he was overheard by a Cerberus operative who has checking the crates. "The fuck are you looking at?" Viso said, and the operative just strolled off, whistling the same tune. (Had to)