"What could I possibly hope to gain by being ruled by my emotions when dealing with this situation? After what happened to her and because of who is responsible for it," the Daligig, but he wasn't saying their name aloud, "It all calls for logic and rationality. For now, I can't let my personal feelings cloud my judgement. That's what they're depending on, the crew being such a muddled mess, rife with infighting, that we're incapable of discerning anything or doing anything we need to."

He looked up at the ceiling, mulling things over.

"That's not to say that I'm not absolutely furious," especially about the intrusion into his mind, "but I've faced others who've had much more hostile intentions towards me."

Considering that Kerrigan'd had enough hostility to stab him thirteen times, that was saying something.