"Human Augments were being hunted, exterminated." He knows the irony there and his words are as hateful as the sneer that mars his otherwise impassive face. "We were the last ones left and escape was our only option. There was little we could do except take advantage of being in stasis; wait until our time had become nothing more than a memory. So yes, Kirk, I was prepared to spend an eternity with my crew if need be."

He resisted the need to make the jab about letting sleeping dogs lie, besmirch Starfleet further for all that it had done to him. Dig in at Marcus supposedly being the paragon of the organization itself.

Instead he just inwardly seethed at the situation he was in. Apart from his crew, indefinitely for all he could calculate and relying on the Emperor’s word, let alone Jim’s. As if anyone from Starfleet was really worth trusting.