Thinking of the Natha as enemies is the reaction Takasugi hopes for. Every time he discusses these aliens and their relationship with the planet, he breathes his words through fangs. Not many take the venom he spews to heart-

They've already surrendered themselves to their 'saviors'.

"You're in the minority.

But, not alone." Takasugi gives a nod, a fleeting smile before he turns to survey the stars once more. "Are you looking for someone to respect?"