Re: Part 13 - Mothessh
Rhijans smiled drily. "I suspect a spy, yes. And I won't deny, the prospect of it being you did cross my mind...of course, part of me suspects everyone here, except myself. The more I thought about it, the less plausible you became as a spy...I'm not that familiar with your race, but spycraft doesn't seem to fit well with what I do know of the Trandoshan. Or of you, in particular."
With that out in the air, Rhijans began chewing on another mouthful of food, thinking as he chewed. "And I still suspect someone's leaking information..." he said, after swallowing what he'd been chewing. "Just, perhaps, someone who has a reason to not let the base be compromised, or someone who's dribbling out information to the Empire because they're getting paid...if the base is wiped out and the Rebels are gone, there's nothing more to report and no reason for the Empire to pay." He punctuated the point with his utensil, stabbing into empty space for finality.
He shook his head. "There has to be some kind of leak, somewhere...too many teams got hit at basically the same time, across too many different systems where the Empire doesn't have a heavy presence. I refuse to accept the possibility that they somehow miraculously managed to be that lucky." His voice was low, but still reasoned and calculating...it was an argument of logic, not passion.