Sam snorted. "You keep comparing me to Claudia and you might get hurt," he said, chuckling, but ir was strange to say something and not have people understand. He knew how much G knew, even pop reference from things he'd never watched, simply because it might come useful on the job, but he hadn't expected Morgan and Prentiss to cover such wide range of subjects as well. "It's an anime from the 70s. A kid, younger than you, who looked a little like you, who lived in the Stone Age, except that it wasn't the most accurate when it came to animals."
He looked at the bamboo. "I see what you're saying, but how much would that invite animals. Maybe not the dinosaurs, but things from the sky and those bugs. God, I hate those bugs. They are huge. Completely arid soil keeps them away, but again, I'm not dismissing it, John. I'm just wondering about the possibilities." He listened and tried not to get annoyed. People had been here a grand total of two days and were in a rush to tell them all that they were doing wrong. And one wondered why they saw this as a vacation? Dealing with people was more stressful than the freaking dinosaurs. "I'll bring it up to G and Morgan, okay? Omega or not, they still make the final decisions. I also know that things are different here. We're the ones who've been living and surviving here, without the help of trucks and supplies. You might have grown up in a rain forest, but we've survived with dinosaurs, so yeah, we're okay with the status quo until we find a better solution. Everyone has ideas and that's great, but we're not going to rush, because it's dangerous. That only makes it more dangerous in the end. So anything else before I speak with them?"