Almost all, Thrawn wanted to say. He considered himself above such things as revenge. As a senior officer, he had to be above such things, but Thrawn also just didn't have it in him to hate anyone that much. The grysks being an exception.

A smirk crossed Thrawn's face. He suspected that things were probably going to go in this direction. Did he dare push things, or take Astarion up on his flirtations? The wise thing to do would be to gently turn him down. But Thrawn was admittedly curious.

"Then how would you like to proceed?"