"I believe you, Highlord." Alex maintains his composure, even if anyone psychic will get a faint impression like he just smelled something bad. The title's good to toss around now and then, and it's definitely better than 'Heir to the Spartoi Throne' or 'the 50% likelihood Celestial Messiah', but 'Star-Lord' was Dad's title. He doesn't deserve it.
"However, is it perhaps too absolute an opinion to believe all your people would wish to dwell in the same locales that you do? You obviously must have found a place to thrive, to build up such a legion and wealth of resources. If you can gain an estimate of those among your people who truly desire their ancestral grounds, I will execute, with all the authority vested in me, the means to give them a place to live in the Kree territories of the here and now."
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