>"He lacks honor." Polath said first. "However, honor or not they do pose a
>deadly threat. He could have been just posturing. Hinting that he knew
>more than he really does. Such is the way for those without honor."
>
>"Or he could be teasing us, giving us just enough information to start
>chasing a wild goose. Which would indicate that they, or he at least, are
>quite intelligent. While not advanced enough for the technology they use,
>but intelligent enough to have learned the art of misdirection.
>
>Or... a third possibility. They know far more than they are letting on, and
>are revealing only the smallest fraction of that they know. We may want to
>place a call into our respective Intell organizations to see if they have
>found out anything odd going on with the Dominion."
"I would suggest we enterrrtain all thrrree of these possibilities, at
least until we can analyze the inforrrmation frrrom theirrr ships and
interrrogate morrre prrrisonerrs. We have also learrrned a grrreat deal
about theirrr defenses and methods of combat. The casualties sufferrred
today werrre unavoidable, unforrrtunately, but they will be grrreatly
minimized in the futurrre." She regretted them already, and was not
looking forward to writing the few letters she would have to write to
families back home. Mercifully, there were very few deaths. "I'll send
you everrrything we discoverrr. In the meantime, we will trrrain. What
have you decided will be yourrr next objective?" she asked. This was still
their operation. She would train the troops to perfection, using every
detail they gleaned from the last encounter, but that was all she could do
and be in blatent disobedience to direct orders from her superior officer,
Lasiter.
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