"Not really."

"What were you doing in the system?"

"What are you doing in my city???"

"Dropping off these guys. I can leave if you want since they're here now."

... He does not, in fact, want that.

"I was on a mining survey. Then my ship crashed. Then everything ELSE went wrong."

"Everything else too? What was left after all that?"

"Oh, you know, just ALL THE ATTEMPTS to FIX THIS STUPID WORLD via ALL OTHER MEANS ACHIEVABLE BY ME that did not involve conquering cities. Are you going to tell me anything and/or try to overthrow me, or can I go back to trying to fix the massive and persistent nutrient deficiencies afflicting everyone on this stupid planet?"

(run run run run run run run run)

(she is not there yet)

"What're they deficient in?"

"Everything, as far as I can tell!"

"Oh, come on, they probably have plenty of vitamin D." He gestures at the sun.

"And yet when I test them they are apparently short of almost everything else! I have been TRYING to do something about this, but PEOPLE KEEP RAIDING MY TRAINS, which makes it somewhat difficult!" Also he's at many many wars.

"Why do you suppose they're doing that?"

"Because I do not have the required skills at lies and flattery to persuade them that it is in their interests, even though it is, and also because they are tribal savages."

"That is an interesting perspective. Why do you care so much about nonconsensually vitaminizing these folks anyway?"

"Why do I care about tens or hundreds of millions of people starving to death? Why wouldn't I?"

"Well, I mean, it's all very well to wish in the abstract that they wouldn't do that, and as far as that goes it's commendable, but you could also choose to care about, like, what they want you to do in addition to what modern science suggests might be best for them. Do you have modern science results to the effect that shooting people and burning their villages down is a great source of vitamin K and molybdenum, I have to admit I'd be shocked."

"Profectus is attempting to feed and clothe a continent! A handful of bandit camps who can simply refrain from banditry any time they desire to not engage in acts of war against my empire are not my chief concern! If they abandon their banditry I will stop fighting them, if they want to immigrate they can work at Profectus wages and buy whatever food they want, but I will not sit back and let warmongering criminals steal from me without using the resources I possess to stop them!"

"Why are dudes who like torching villages among the resources you possess? Why didn't you invest in better armored trains or something instead?"

"I inherited them from the previous ruler. I have very few competent engineers" (one) "and very many armed savages, doing what their ancestors have done for generations, only with better weapons. They come cheap, on this terrible planet."

"Gotcha. What do you say I take over all the feeding and clothing a continent business and you can work on things you're more fully specialized for?"

"That sounds like it would be excellent. Again, who the rotten smoking scree are you?"

"I told you my name, it's Cam!"

"That doesn't answer my question!"