"Allies and dear friends," Faris answers. Speaking of the Shontine is a little better than dwelling on their losses, shifting focus to the lives that yet remain. "My kind are symbionts. We cannot survive without a suitable host, and the Shontine have willingly partnered with us for generations. Our oral histories say that we were once enslaved together, and allied ourselves with one another to escape our captors. Our original host species, the Dhaghem, did not survive the uprising in great enough numbers to sustain their population, and so the Shontine took their place."
He does hope that doesn't disturb her. He's never had to explain it before, not when he hadn't already shown his symbiotic nature.
"Forgive me, I have not learned many of your scientific words," Faris says apologetically. "Perhaps I use the wrong words. It does not destroy the flesh, only the life energy. Ships are left intact, as are bodies, but the life itself is gone."
He listens as she describes her enemy, and he certainly hopes she isn't thinking about trying to get Death weapons for her people. Difficulty capturing one aside, they're abominations to him, unacceptable to use in war, or indeed under any conceivable circumstances. "A foe that outnumbers you is a threat indeed, even without superior capabilities."
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He does hope that doesn't disturb her. He's never had to explain it before, not when he hadn't already shown his symbiotic nature.
"Forgive me, I have not learned many of your scientific words," Faris says apologetically. "Perhaps I use the wrong words. It does not destroy the flesh, only the life energy. Ships are left intact, as are bodies, but the life itself is gone."
He listens as she describes her enemy, and he certainly hopes she isn't thinking about trying to get Death weapons for her people. Difficulty capturing one aside, they're abominations to him, unacceptable to use in war, or indeed under any conceivable circumstances. "A foe that outnumbers you is a threat indeed, even without superior capabilities."