WH Irvine: "Reavers!? Damnit!" *turns to gun controls* "Aren't guys smart enough to start shooting those things?!"
*Stormtroopers bring RH Irvine into the control room, puzzled at the two nearly identical people...*
RH Irvine to himself: "So this is what he ment... But why, and when did this person come from, and why did they pick me?"
*WH Irvine notices his counterpart...*
WH Irvine: "Your the one in the fighter... Too bad we can't talk right now, we are about to be blown up..."