[Looking away, Khan gave a sigh that barely masked the breath of a laugh. His tone was low and gently derogatory.]

Ms. Munroe, please. There are hardly enough baseline foreigners to fill up a one floor suite. Hardly an uprising in the making.

[A beat.]

But allow me to indulge your mutant need to be preyed upon. The Emperor has the means to stop any foreigner and has even threatened some over the network in her fits of displeasure over their “doing what’s right”. Do you think she would tolerate a war amongst outsiders in what she would claim as her realm?

[A trickle of amusement came over his face, his blue-green eyes were as ominous as ever.]

I shall follow the Emperor’s example and do whatever is necessary to eliminate it.

[Whatever meaning was behind those words, his throat coated it with a dark resolve. Idly, he took a sip from a clear cup of water.]