[It takes Soma a little while to respond to that. Not because she's getting to him, but because he's trying to figure out her angle. Speaking of peace and love in one breath, and ruling with the next. Also the subtle implications that everyone else is less intelligent, or inherently incapable of understanding her motives. She really should have taken some of these other conversations private...]

The price of peace is eternal vigilance. We will not trade one cage for another, no matter how honey-sweet the words, no matter how bright the gilding. You aren't the first who promised better things, Fayet. I know the stick and carrot routine when I see it, and I will be watching you.