Ah, Ms. Malitia.
I have stated clearly to you the purpose of our attacks in Pochven: to ablate your materiel, your morale, and eventually your infrastructure. This is a war. Its goal from our perspective is to weaken you and by extension your masters.
Fleet command saw an opportunity to hit your infrastructure in a way that you would feel, and avoid having to lay siege to that particular structure in the future. Since subsequent sieges would involve at least two likely-contested timers, there would be more large battles there. The charge may have been suicidal, but it was efficient (and actually a surprising number of us got out after)-- resources, and lives, spent achieving a goal that would otherwise have likely taken far more.
And it appears from the aftermath that that single move was more destructive to you and yours than we could likely have accomplished in a month of sieges.
Call me a lunatic if you like. Call us ruthless-- weâre surely that, one and all. But we did what needed doing. What needed to fall, fell, and I do take pleasure, even pride, in work well done.
Iâve said before that I donât think you people understand the Triglavian Collective very well, and this display of yours really strikes at the crux of it. The Triglavians approach power like a fish approaches water. They are not cruel. They are not deceptive. They donât display bitterness. They care deeply about their own codes and principles but are only concerned with othersâ opinions insofar as those opinions may be congruent, or not, with their own. They accept loss without complaint.
Everything about them bleeds patient, tempered strength. Itâs awe-inspiring. Itâs terrifying.
You, on the other hand?
Our FCâs made the call. Our pilots followed it willingly. Weâre responsible; fine. We accepted that. I think that, probably without exception, weâre a little proud of it actually.
The most we can say about the people you executed is that they tried to stay alive, as crew always does. And the fact that you people would kill them to try to get to Mr. Adams says you donât believe for a second your own stupid tripe about our supposed bloodlust.
On the contrary: you expect us to have concern for our own, for those under our command. Thatâs the only reason to kill them.
But youâre fools if you think a display like this will even slow us down. (Strategic considerations might, but this wonât.)
Youâve given us no reason not to hurt you, Remilia Malitia. No reason at all. And we came to Pochven to do exactly that.
What youâve done, is show us how well weâve succeeded.