"Respected Governor, I am the Captain and Chief Executive Officer of the 37th Corps of the Geometric Civilization; we beg your understanding for the offense we incurred previously! In fact, this conflict was merely a misunderstanding—we came to this star system not with malice, but with goodwill and friendship."
The aura around the Chief Executive Officer faintly glowed white as he communicated; his spire-like body also split open, forming a 90-degree fold, a gesture usually reserved for inferiors in the presence of their superiors.
After a major interstellar war and several attacks, the Chief Executive Officer was nearly certain that the other party belonged to a super-civilization with technological prowess far surpassing that of their home world, so his attitude was humbled to an extreme.
After all, this conversation was of paramount importance, directly relating to the survival of their home world.
"Goodwill and friendship?"
