A pair of star clippers approach sensor range.
"We have to fight! Our families, our loved ones, are all depending on us!" cries the captain of one Star Clipper.
"Ha. They're sending the barrel scrapings at us now," laughs Morty, "And we're fighting for our race, so get bent."
"Now now, don't be rude," says the voice of Uncle Bouki, "You are technically stealing everything they, and I hold dear."
"You're back..." says Velm.
"Indeed, little lady!" says Uncle Bouki, "And I brought the heaviest, most overpowered weapons possible on the Malice."
Velm makes Lore: Imperial Navy.
"Those...are Jovian Missile Batteries," she says flatly.
The Brotherhood break out in laughter.