Krem nodded. There were good parts of the Qun, and Krem wasn't denying that in any shape. The Qun had made Bull a fantastic leader, had crafted him into everything a mercenary corps could ask for.

He stayed curled up against Bull, and burst out a short, sharp laugh at the joke, the sarcastic tease that it was. "Yes," he said, shaking his head a little. "Join us in our excess, Chief. Good to know we've finally corrupted you to our side."