Rhade scowled. He knew exactly where Dylan was coming from; him and his hope. Always looking on the bright side. Every cloud had a silver lining. Bullshit.

"Pessimism is a survival strategy. It's a wonder you've survived all these years as an optimist." Telemachus joked. Then he grew serious.

"You're a good Captain. I hope you'll give me the chance to prove to you that I can be a help to you, even outside the Andromeda. Although, I can understand your wariness to trust me." From Dylan's perspective, Telemachus had just stabbed him in the back, at least metaphorically speaking.