“Look me in the eyes and tell me why you did it.”

You should fucking know, Commander. 500 credits. That’s why.

Remember when you pulled me aside and sat me down for our little chat through the glass? I told you, all I wanted to do was pay my 500c bounty and go.

You said, no, not this time.

You said, I want dirt on the Fleet.

You said, I want to take down the Fleet, and you’re going to help me.

You know what they say about negative bias, and that was a real fucking negative introduction.

That brings us to now, with my gun pointed at your head, my new associates eyeing gleefully their new quarters aboard this august vessel.

Look me in the eyes, motherfucker. Because I like that look when you realize you vastly fucked up. Your command is ours now. Half your men are dead, the other half in lifeboats.

All over 500 credits.

Boys, haul him off.