"In a nutshell, yeah," says Corliss simply. "Although it took most of me life to figure it all out. Running away from a pretty decent life to become a wanted criminal isn't like in the movies. It's not romantic and it's not fun. Well. Like, 99% of the time. Right now's all right, I guess. But even then, in the span of the last few hours I've been shot and made to infest someone, and perform surgery, and watch people executed. It's enough to make anyone go mad." He shrugs faintly. "Reckon coming to Earth was sort of the last straw. I couldn't just put off another creature as an animal, as subservient. As nothing but a slave. Even with Hork-Bajir or Gedds, it's all the same. They're all like us, they all have emotions and doubts and fears. Just different levels of perception, but cor, that almost makes it worse, dunnit?"