[Sounding quite disgusted] Am I to understand that even in this 'enlightened' age, prison ships still exist? Barbarism knows no cultural bounds, clearly.
[He falls silent a moment, and the only sounds are very faint breathing, before continuing quietly.] I died. I
don't understand died. This should not be possible - even the degeneration has--
[Another lapse of silence; with some sharp, unsettled movements. When he starts again, it's angrily.] Who saw fit to involve themselves? Whose doing is this?
Our destiny was complete. This elusive admiral seems to have inserted his attention where it was not wanted before. Nothing gives him the right to play at being a god.
This is unacceptable.
...Where is my ship?