Treoff grimaced slightly, that isn't what he meant! But he wasn't prepared to interrupt the man just yet, he would let him speak. He gulped naturally, leaning forward to look at the datapad as Daks showed it. His company wasn't even a genetic family, jeeze Daks you ro-
His breath was still as he watched the vid screen, clearer than some Holo movies, play right in front of his eyes. As the missiles impacted the surface, cracks began to form. No... he didn't guess a damned egg already... there's no way he... there is way. No... Treoff was disheartened, seeing as it was the very thing that disabled the enemy vessel. It wasn't even his plan of attack, and here he had gloated and felt unstoppable. Treoff really did overplay his hand. And in an instant, it was gone. It defended itself from an attack and ran away. Nothing Treoff could have done would have dented that ship, then. Without this creature it would have been a slaughter.
He leaned back down in his medical bed, completely awestruck. Daks may not understand, but this was a realization to Treoff, that he lead his men into a meat grinder, overblown by confidence, thinking he did
anything to the mothership. When Daks was finally done, Treoff just stared off into space. Thankfully, this creature prevented a slaughter. But he could not count on a creature saving his people,
"Daks," he paused, thinking, then he took a breath,
"I didn't mean genetic family. I mean I am responsible for every sole. They are not an employee, they are a non-genetic brother or sister. The same feeling you have for a blood sibling, for a non-blood sibling. And for you," he turned slightly, looking up at Daks,
"you... I don't imply your... meaningless percentage of human DNA. I mean your strength of character, your integrity," once more, he sighed, looking off into space,
"to be human is different from being a human. I mean your compassion. Your capacity for empathy, kindness, and a willingness to help others in need. You had no idea your discovery of the galaxy was right there. You supported my fighter screens even when we were overwhelmed, when you could have abandoned me. You boarded that ship with me when you clearly knew it was a suicide mission. It was a suicide mission. I was seeking vengeance."
The monitors showed his heart rate elevated above normal, as he was overcome with emotion, realizing the danger, the fire, he threw his people into,
"In some ways.... you're more human than me."