"I need you to let them know that I am Pantoran. You know what I am. As do those who removed my armor when I was sick, I imagine. But everyone else? I want you to lie to them on my behalf, because I'd prefer to keep my true species hidden."

Thrawn was the only person he was scared of, of course. Thrawn and those under his command who were Chiss, though he wasn't around them nearly as much. But it was still a secret worth keeping- a lie he would prefer to hide behind.

"My hope is that when your people can see my expressions, they won't fear me as much. Fear is a useful tool, of course. But I terrorizing my allies with my presence isn't something I enjoy doing."

It wasn't new, exactly. People had feared him in his own time, too. Especially those in the Alliance who'd originally been with the Republic. But they'd overcome their fear of him quickly. Altair couldn't help but wonder if this was how the Chiss in his Alliance had felt though, considering how he'd never quite gotten over his fear of them.

If that was the case, he felt sorry for them now, even though it was much too late.

"Sensing their fear whenever I so much as pass by them is starting to grate on my nerves as well."