The Caitian smiled. "Thessse isssuess arrre forrr the futurrre, and I
hope ourrr peoplesss can help each otherrr in thisss when the time
comesss. But forrr now, thessse crrreaturress arrre a dangerrrouss
thrrreat, and we mussst ssstop them and theirrr masssterrss."
"You won't have any confusion about that fact from me. I have a feeling that these two races are going to prove to be a greater threat to the quadrant than we realize."
Tr'Lawsh nodded. "I think that now they'rrre agitated, we might get one of them to sssay sssomething inapprrroprriate, and it won't let them get comforrrtable orrr give them time to rrreally think about thingsss. Ssshall we choossse anotherrr one? Perrrhapsss one ssstill professssing loyalty to theirrr masssterrrs. If we can turrrn them againssst one anotherrr, we may be able to get one of them to turrrn, perrrhapsss even develop them into an agent forrr usss."
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