I was giving you the benefit of the doubt, which is something you're not prepared to give anyone else. You accused my brother of wanting to kill you. My brother.

I like you, Miles. I liked you because on this ship I thought you were one of the few people whose morals I could line up against my own. But you are young, and you have a temper, and you have an attitude where the only thing worth snot to you is getting to the top and making people listen.

Oh, you'll be a Senator one day. It takes Senators to make hard line decisions, and you certainly have the bite for it. You have the talent, too, of hiding how much making enemies hurts you. That'll help you when half the country wants to see you crash and burn.

I called you my brother, but just now I defended you to the brother that is my own flesh and blood. And you thank me for it? No. Why would you? It was a slight on your pride to be called young, when all it was was the god's honest truth.

[ And now he's done. He disconnects, devastated. ]