Victor felt something warm running down his abdomen as his white bed robe started turning red. He was never aware of an injury - the Skrulls hadn't breached Saber's armor! "What the hell?!?"
Apparently the little green men left him a present in the form of a wire trap and although it was supposed to skewer him in his sleep it'd malfunctioned. Fortunately he'd only been jabbed in the shoulder with the dud device. "
"Sweetie would you be a dear and get this harpoon blade out of my back? I've got a really good reason to take those pills not! Ugh, damn Skrulls set a trap before Gibson could get rid of them! At least I didn't get stabbed in the ass." He'd been unable to check and although Gibson was his chief steward he was too old to check every nook and cranny.