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Caedus faltered; he did not answer her for a long moment, and then slowly, he said, "We were not invaded. I do not think, at least." His eyes narrowed as he tried to sift through his thoughts. He was only selectively providing information on the topic. "…We shared the planet with another species. But I do not know the true origin. It was lost to us. I know that it had been that way for some time. I have no knowledge that we were ever happy…on our birth planet."

He shook his head; something about the conversation was bothering him.

"We were better off to leave," he said more strongly. "We had no home before we made our own."

It took Caedus a long moment before he seemed capable of formulating a response. "I suppose it was in their nature." The question had distracted him enough that he had stopped eating the cookies; he had finished his last one and did not reach for more.

"They were awful. By my own standards. To their own," he shrugged. "I suppose they did not think they did anything wrong. It is a complicated situation. The important thing is that they are gone. Hopefully destroyed. I would be displeased to hear that they had spread. Though, they were always somewhat lacking in their intellectual abilities. Perhaps they never found a way off the planet. I would like to think that they slowly died off. But that is the vindictive part of me. They hurt many people. But that was a long time ago. Old wounds do not always heal."

Caedus tilted his head just slightly; he seemed alert once more. "Oh?" he asked after a few seconds. "…Do you think, then, that I should forgive them for hunting us, or slaughtering us, because they were different? It is difficult to be on friendly terms with someone who would see you die for sport. Our hostilities were not mere differences that could be worked out over…" he paused, and then gestured. "Milk and cookies."

He did not seem angry, only contemplative, and serious.

"I think I harbor fair resentment. I lost kin to them."