The Skakoan appeared to be looking her in the eyes, though behind the orange slits of his breathing mask it was hard to tell exactly. As if reading her mind again he responded to her thoughts. “Connections will not matter. You will have years to build a web of contacts throughout the Galaxy. My own resources will aid you in that. What matters is your power. Your ferocity. You may think you are broken, but I sense in you the potential for greatness.”