"He might be a great strategist, but he definitely is not perfect. He was either outwitted by your masters or worked in collusion with them," responsed the human with contempt.
[If we were alone without your pet, I'd kill you where you stand. Honorless ape.]
"Yourrr tongue is sssharrrp, Horrtha, but I sssuegesst you look arrround you. You arrre a prrrissonerr, albeit in a betterrr prrrisson than the Klingons would have put you in. You arrre ssuperrriorr warrriorrs." Daphne knew how much of an effort it took for the Caitian to even speak that sentence, and that Tr'Lawsh wanted to wash the floor with Horrtha's blood to cleanse herself of the lie. "Jussst how isss it that sssuch beingsss would not only be capturrred, but brrrought all the way to Terrra? The Commanderrr isss corrrect. Trrraknorr hasss been mossst helpful to usss, although I am getting tirrred of lissstening to him complain about not being able to get hisss meat prrroperrly prrreparred." She rolled her eyes in exasperation. "Next he'll be complaining about the femalesss he'sss enjoying." Another exasperated look.
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