[Is Valdis finally getting drunk? Much of this makes as much sense to Ari as the ramblings of a drunk person - although this has much more to do with Ari's view on souls than on Valdis herself. She decides to focus on what she can.]

I don't know about any of that. I don't have a soul, so I can't say anything about them, really. You don't seem like a monster to me. Will you do something for me, though? I'll accept what you say about the humans on your homeworld, but my people are galaxies away, at the very least. Don't judge us by them? If you get to know me and find I have all the same bloodthirsty faults as them, then you'll have a right to, but at least give us a chance?

[She's used to being aware that people here will judge the Tradelines by her example, as she's their only representative. Representing the entire population of her sector? Just a little extra pressure to behave herself. No problem, right?]