"I'm familiar with the Ascendancy's stance on stepping onto the galactic stage."

That was about all he'd say on the matter. His voice was carefully neutral though, betraying no real emotion, not positive nor negative. The Ascendancy as it existed in this time was unfamiliar to him. But the Chiss seemed to have remained more or less the same as it had been in his day. Clever, but ultimately concerned with themselves before others. It was a choice he didn't particularly respect, but also couldn't resent.

He did respect Thrawn though. Even though it was probably difficult to tell.

"It is a difficult balance. But he appears to have found it, yes."

And Altair stood ready and willing to help.

"Had he not been so compassionate, I would not be following him as I am. Your brother is a good person, and I admire him too."

Though he'd never say that to his face so directly. And if he wasn't still wearing his mask, he wouldn't say it now either. But he did want to say voice it.

"I do think he still pushes himself a little too hard though. He often looks quite tired. I've already managed to talk him into tagging along on a vacation though."

It would likely be postponed now, and Altair supposed he was okay with Thrass coming along too, but still. Some time off would do Thrawn some good.