[ His sadness would have to be put aside if not that he would have to channel it into a keen edge of righteous fury. His fists clench as he steps toward the cockpit of the ship, passed Thace. As for the matter of sleep, he looks back to Thace, his expression steeling over. ]

I've slept long enough while my people were being slaughtered. Now is the time to do something.

[ Turning back towards the cockpit- ]

Come. You'll need to navigate since...well...I have no idea where your people are.