It took all of Kaicero's restraint to keep a straight face during Harvin's eclectic and utterly plebeian rant. Nakera had been far more composed and intelligible. The aristocrat could see that Harvin, while he had spoken the truth, wasn't entirely helping calm Merchant-Captain Nico's mood. Whatever his birth, Kaicero guessed the captain saw himself as nobility of some sort and judged that the half-man, half-machine needed a softer, patrician touch. 

"My dear lord," Kaicero said smoothly in honeyed tones after Malkath's guttural boast, stepped forward and took an exaggerated bow. "It is an honor to meet your commendableness. We are most regrettably sorry about the severely unfortunate destruction of your property. My name is Apollyon Kaicero, from Aphrodus IV. My most noble family is in the trading business also and I understand how you must be feeling right now. It would be the most satisfying thing in the world to take out those emotions on us, wouldn't it? I must plead with you, however, not to do so. The... words... of my associates are true. The detonation was already in sequence when the Pirate Captain was accosted and sublimely dealt with by this brave xenos here," Kaicero explained and articulated a subtle gesture in Malkath's direction, "with the aid of the others. Myself and this fellow with the ghastly mask only had time to carry poor, wounded Nakera out and into the gun-cutter."

He took another step closer to the Merchant-Captain and continued. "Speaking of who -- she is right. We do have a list of the buyers of your beloved colonists. Would it not be a much better use of our utterly lethal talents to hunt them down and show them that buying the property of the Ordos Thran will be punished most severely? It would send a powerful message, I assure you." Finished, Kaicero mustered his most affable smile and waited.