"'Before it was ratified.' Yeah. A lot of the time, it looks like it's never going to be ratified."
He signed up for this. It's the one thing he's wanted since he found out the Commonwealth was gone. But that doesn't make it easy. Dylan has never been a diplomat and, sometimes, he has no idea how to handle the world he's gotten himself in for by trying to negotiate with planets across the three galaxies. He can't forge his Commonwealth by force.
But here's a descendant of the man who did so much to destroy the first Commonwealth, outright telling him that in his time, he's succeeded, that the Systems Commonwealth will come again and all the hard work, suffering, and sacrifices of the past year will be worth it, in the end.
He raises his eyebrows.
"You know, it's been more than three hundred years since anyone told me that." It's ... kind of nice, even if it's jarring in Rhade's voice because of what his ancestor did. And he seems to mean it, too. Sometimes, those words fall too easily from people's lips, the sort of thing they know they should say to impress people or please him.
Sucking up, in fact.
But Rhade looks sincere, insofar as he can judge how to read Telemachus Rhade from his ancestor's mannerisms.
"But to me, you don't. And I haven't. Your race are still very much menacing the Known Worlds."
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He signed up for this. It's the one thing he's wanted since he found out the Commonwealth was gone. But that doesn't make it easy. Dylan has never been a diplomat and, sometimes, he has no idea how to handle the world he's gotten himself in for by trying to negotiate with planets across the three galaxies. He can't forge his Commonwealth by force.
But here's a descendant of the man who did so much to destroy the first Commonwealth, outright telling him that in his time, he's succeeded, that the Systems Commonwealth will come again and all the hard work, suffering, and sacrifices of the past year will be worth it, in the end.
He raises his eyebrows.
"You know, it's been more than three hundred years since anyone told me that." It's ... kind of nice, even if it's jarring in Rhade's voice because of what his ancestor did. And he seems to mean it, too. Sometimes, those words fall too easily from people's lips, the sort of thing they know they should say to impress people or please him.
Sucking up, in fact.
But Rhade looks sincere, insofar as he can judge how to read Telemachus Rhade from his ancestor's mannerisms.
"But to me, you don't. And I haven't. Your race are still very much menacing the Known Worlds."