It really is, I am not sure why either. Maybe the ob knows my species has a talent for chaos? I haven't lived with that many humans in decades, either, all my team is made entirely of different species of aliens. One is a tree, the other is a raccoon. Both can talk.  My girlfriend is humanoid-looking but green and far stronger. Her species also has a different facial bone structure and two livers, which is why she always beats me at drinking contests.

[ Peter sounds fond as he reminisces about his family. He also gives Minimus a sympathetic look of understanding after his last reply. ]

Sorry, Minimus. I shouldn't have brought it up.