"No, no, no," Deekin reassures her. "Deekin talking about, you know, diversity of species. Get perspectives on life from aliens. Turn nice quiet planet into haven for war refugees and defend at all costs. Possibly go on galactic road trip for weekend."

Enserric groans loudly. "If you tell the unadulterated truth one more time I swear to Mystra I am going to rust myself."