A few people looked their way when she struck the table, but Javik didn't flinch. Aliens were difficult to pinpoint, sometimes, and Katsa's fire wasn't easy to separate from her logic. Every time they spoke, though, he had a better sense of what she was made of.

"The greater good, of course." He stopped to take another drink, expression souring as he did so. It wasn't the taste, unfortunately, but thinking over the implications of what she'd said. The best possible outcome? In no reality did such a thing exist in wars like these. "So long as you prepare yourself to be disappointed in the outcome you are striving for."