Piotr's eyebrows raise in palpable surprise. "Quite the crowded galaxy you've got there," he remarks with a nod of concession that more or less amounts to shit, son. "Sounds like a hell of a bureaucratic headache."

Also, aliens. Piotr gives a surprisingly soldierlike shrug and finishes teasing the mats out of the sorrel mare's mane. "Well, mankind's been colonizing the Nexus for near on a millennium now. If your salarians or turians or what have you existed here, I think we've have found them by now. But all things considered, it sounds like both our planets have had similar experiences with meeting the wider galactic society. Don't think you've got a monopoly on aliens, either." Piotr grunts out a scoff. "The Cetagandans might've started out human, but after all that genetic tampering? I'd say it's a stretch."