[ good god, it's starting to feel like a bad holodrama in here. sonia's crying, byerly's crying, and the ghem-colonel rubs his forehead where the seam of his face-paint reaches his hairline. aside from the matter of time travel -- something that must absolutely be saved for the ghem-general -- he's not sure this man has anything more to yield but useless sentiment. the princess, on the other hand...

the ghem-colonel looks back at her, pursing his lips. ]

Perhaps we should revisit the Princess's interrogation in light of this new information. I'm sure Vorrutyer can provide any context we might be missing.

[ panic flashes over sonia's face, and her shoulders shake. not again -- not with byerly in the room... ]