Duce grins, "Oh, didn't figure it'd end. We're firmly in the Robert Heinlein 'people are a galactic roach problem and will expand to fill the space as long as there is space to fill' category." She looks as if she's seriously considering the idea, but sighs mockingly, "They'd assume we were insane or possessed. These crackheads aren't going to believe anything that doesn't fit their own pathetic little theory. So what's the latest 'proof' they're offering?"