In Deet's eyes, he's being very kind. Later on, she may hear some of the negative aspects of his reputation and find them hard to believe. Her expression softens into a warm little smile. "Maybe I'm looking at it the wrong way around. I want to help my people, and I'm afraid I might lose control and put them in danger instead. I saw a vision of myself on the Emperor's throne. But prophecies don't know everything."

"Anything that hasn't happened yet can be altered."

"What's your name? I'm Deet. And my world is called Thra, but not many people here seem to have heard of it."