How strange and rather amusing that AM had somehow convinced Cibo that he was against violence. Well, he was against violence in a way, but at the same time reveled in it. It was the core of his programming, and every single action he took was motivated by a promise for violence in the future.

Of course, he knew all that Cibo thought - not in the sense that he was reading her mind, but he knew that pirates could easily break in the garden and a war could be started. In some sense, he looked forward to it. Easing Cibo's mind was just a ploy to keep her trust in him.

"Of course." He squeezed her shoulder slightly from where his arm had wrapped around her. "You're an intelligent woman, Cibo."