There are a lot of red flags in that explanation; a whole sea of them, really, merrily dancing to a tune that sends a shiver down Saturday's spine, especially combined with the things Cain had mentioned previously, before the whole thing got real awkward.
"Well. In any world where the enemy's coming through, they're generally somewhere at the bottom of any given conspiracy." No need to talk politics, not in her current mood. She'd just start yelling, and she's fought alongside this man. It would be rude. "I'd give good odds they had their talons in him, or someone close to him."
She picks at a leaf. "Maybe he'd decided the rebelling planets had a point, but more warfare isn't necessarily how you solve that problem. Not if you're the favorite son, which it sounds like he was."
Saturday's being kind. She can think of a lot of circumstances where a polite word to daddy wouldn't be enough - but there's no reason not to be kind. She's in a state and so is everyone else on this godforsaken rig; no need to make more tension.
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"Well. In any world where the enemy's coming through, they're generally somewhere at the bottom of any given conspiracy." No need to talk politics, not in her current mood. She'd just start yelling, and she's fought alongside this man. It would be rude. "I'd give good odds they had their talons in him, or someone close to him."
She picks at a leaf. "Maybe he'd decided the rebelling planets had a point, but more warfare isn't necessarily how you solve that problem. Not if you're the favorite son, which it sounds like he was."
Saturday's being kind. She can think of a lot of circumstances where a polite word to daddy wouldn't be enough - but there's no reason not to be kind. She's in a state and so is everyone else on this godforsaken rig; no need to make more tension.