Matok had been looking out the window as he listened to Victor Cross. A part of him couldn't believe what he was hearing. He then turned to Victor with his arms extended and slightly angry over his comments about Aurelia DeFrance.
"So she goes unpunished?" he asked. Putting his arms down, he added, "Last I knew, treason was punishable by death." He then got close to Victor, his voice getting louder as he spoke, "Isn't it funny that the King of Gallia holds all Sirians as guilty of treason for something that happened generations ago and have vowed to achieve payback in blood." He then pointed at Victor, "YOU are Sirian!" He then pointed at Zhane, "YOU are Sirian." He then pointed at Doc, Charles and Chester, "YOU, YOU and YOU are all Sirian." He then pointed at himself, "I am Sirian! Not by birth but I am...." He then went to a normal tone of voice, "I am not guilty of the crimes they speak nor will I pay for them."
He again addressed Victor, still upset by collected. "Ride it out you say," he commented as he turned away momentarily and took a drink before turning back. "Riding it out cost me a home." He then reached into his pocket, grabbed a picture and tossed it before Victor.
"That was Che'tal, my late wife," he explained in a voice mixed of rage and sorrow, "riding things out cost her life. She was raped and murdered to make a point as it was said. I did not get to extract justice on those who did it. I will not allow another injustice to go unpunished."
"You also say that you cannot beat them militarily," he continued, "Remember ancient Earth History and the American Revolution. Yes, I have studied it. Did America win buy fighting Army to Army against the British who at the time were the best Army in the world? No!" He grinned, "They won buy using guerilla warfare and hit-and-run style tactics. I suggest we start mastering the same."
Somewhat subdued, he took back his picture, put it in his pocket and again turned to the window.