Chapter VI: Journey To Telos
Stro'to pauses, looking back with a sliver of empathy.
"My brother is much like you. My late father, too, and my dear niece. Do you know what it is like, living on Ryloth? The winds in the Bright Lands are scorching. The temperatures reach as much as 300 degrees. The Nightlands are cold as ice. The local wildlife-- protected, under various Republic Fauna protection acts; we cannot exterminate it because biodiversity matters more than we do-- eats the foolish who walk on the surface amidst the scattered tropical regions of surface that are actually habitable. We live in caves; when gundarks chew the power cables or the generators, it can take days to restore it. They do not care who needs surgery or life support. In places where insufficient food was imported from traders, we live on fungi. One child in two does not make it to adulthood; most adults do not live to see 60. If we sell our brothers or our sisters or our children into a life where they are stuck filling out datawork for Czerka 10 hours a day or dancing in a comfortable cantina with a warm room and free meals until they are 35, at which point-- so long as they do not anger their employers-- they are generally released with an ID card and enough credits to eek out a living on till they can find employment that is actually legal, can you truly blame us? Or if we choose to mine spice or sell it so that we can buy passage off-world to a better place-- since spice and slaves are all we have to export, and the Republic in its wisdom has outlawed both-- can you also blame us? Even if we choose to sell our bodies, you should not despise us. The rich can afford ethics and self-respect. The poor do not have such luxuries. The dead are dead regardless of how little or how much you care about them, and the sound of crying children does not get less painful because you tell yourself it is not your fault they have nothing to eat. Telling yourself you are a good person may let you sleep better at night, but means nothing to them if you care they died if you will do nothing for them to save them. If others will not save us, why despise us for doing what we can to save ourselves? You fight in the military to save others precisely because you understand that we all have a right to live and nobody wishes to die, do you not?"