"Hm...No recollection of the time of battle...Its possible you were kidnapped before the planet was taken, and kept in a drug-induced coma until now, long after the planet was taken, or any njumber of other possibilities...If something like that occurred, then I must say sir Rezick got off easy having his organs melted the way he did..." Gregory mumbled, not entirely realizing it was aloud. "Hm...My lady, I wish I could simply hand your planet back to you, in truth I do. However, there is always the problem with forcefully evicting civilians; while the Narrikians were quick to evacuate, there are still plenty of Mechera civilian signitures still on world, and Im sure many are there to protect what they view as their property." At these words, Gregory's flashlight-eye changed to a shade of red, usually attributed towrds making deals(their way of thinking sometimes changes when they begin bartering or making deals of any kind really, enough that its sometimes thought of as a seperate state of mind). "However, there may still be a way to return you to power...If you refuse my offer, then I will do what I can to force them to evict, but I might not be entirely successful if they upload themselves into the computer systems. Will you hear my offer out?"
