might arise.” Tomas said.
“I can’t thank you enough for allowing the families of those already here to come from Nuva and live here on your planet.” Sumia said.
“Don’t mention it. But you didn’t request this meeting just to tell me this.” Tomas stated.
“No,” Sumia sighed in a very human like move. “I wanted to inquire about the tests you are conducting on the samples you took from my people.”
Now it was Tomas’s turn to sigh. “The tests were… Inconclusive.” He said.
“How so?” Sumia asked.
“Well, there is no doubt that our people are related. There is too much similarities in our DNA. The problem is all the extra stuff. We can’t find any way to explain the connection, and your samples pointed us towards some things that we missed in our own DNA, that we can’t figure out.” Tomas said.
“I would offer help, but none of my people have the expertise to help you.” Sumia said.
“It is appreciated, I promise that you will be one of the first to know if there is any breakthrough.”
Sumia turned her palm sideways and back agreeing.
“There is one more thing I wanted to ask you.” She said. “After you told me the truth about your people, how you are separated from your home world and the rest of your people, and that this one system is all that your people have, I wondered about the reason why you helped us. Don’t get me wrong, I am grateful beyond measure. But going to war for the people you barely met even if there was a distant connection between us, just doesn’t seem…”
“Sane?” Tomas interjected.
“I would have chosen a different word, but yes.”
“Every one of my people chose to leave their home behind because they held certain values paramount. Values that the rest of humanity neglected. One of those is to help those in need. I am not going to lie and say that us involving in this war was an easy decision to make. Because it was not, but we wanted to help because it was the right thing to do.” Tomas said. “And the unprovoked attack on our ship, along with your data on the Sowir certainly helped the decision.” He added with a smile.
“But there are so few of you, even with your manufacturing capabilities you can’t possibly match the Sowir fleets. You just don’t have the people.” Sumia said sadly.
“Yes, we are few. But I never intended for us to be fighting an all-out war with the Sowir. I hope to come to an arrangement with your people, that is why I sent Fleet Commander Farkas alongside Retsar Isani to your home world. I hope to make an alliance with your people. What Sanctuary needs most is time to grow and expand. Your people have already survived for decades in this war. If they agree I am prepared to use our fabricating technology to build ships for them. It should be enough to give your people a chance to win the war.” Tomas said.
“I hope that my people agree, but I fear that they will see you as primitive and weak.” Sumia said.
“All they have to do is look at the records of battle for Nuva to see that is not the case.”
“I fear that they won’t believe you. My people… Those living on the home world are not like me and the rest that came from Nuva.”
“In what way?” Tomas asked, confused.
“Nuva was a young colony, but it was also a place to send… Well, social misfits and those of the lower class.” Sumia said hesitantly.
Tomas frowned, “I don’t understand, lower class? It was my understanding that your people were all equal.”
“On Nuva that is the case, but only because everyone living there was of the lower class, with the few exceptions being me, my team, and the military. But even the military were posted there because they were misfits, speaking against the class system or having the misfortune to fall on the bad side of a more powerful family.” Sumia said.
“Well, that’s…”
“Appalling.” Sumia added.
“I would have used a different word, but yes.”
Sumia smiled softly,