Exactly. The plan had been just to get me and the leader out, after all. Getting ten thousand people to my fleet in a very short window was going to be impossible without drilling everyone first.

[ Fondness leaks into his tone as well. Bless his amazing group of mercenaries for being so incredibly fucking smart about it too. For reading him and making the whole plan actually work. ]

But - well, if the Cetagandans had figured me out, then we'd be just as screwed. Hence my food raids.