"Hi, I'm Tython what can I do for you." Turing to the person who had addressed him, Hamilton looked him over for a few seconds, trying to remember if he had ever met the man before. Realizing that he hadn't, he replied. "Me? There's nothing you can do for me, but I couldn't help but over hearing your conversation about The New Republic 'liberating' worlds under Imperial control. And if you ask me, you should let the public decide who they want to be allied to. You aren't a pathetic little band anymore. People HAVE heard of the New republic, and if they wanted to join, they would petition to do so. Using covert means or even espionage to sway them into joining your 'Republic' makes you just as bad as the Empire was, less violent mind you, but just as bad." Hamilton took a drink of his Ale, waiting to see what the trio would say to that.