master race

what is the status of our earth outpost, centurion?
all is quiet, sire.
it better be. I am not pleased to be posted here.
it is a miserable planet, sir. but it can grow on you.
all I want to grow is my distance from this place.
how about I serve you with some juicy morsels?
well, ok. it is snack time.
and these humans are so tasty.
yes. extra jalapeño, please.
excellent, sire.