Xing smiled slightly as he added some values to his formula, and looked at captain Ares,
"I was more talking about, the chinese really. Mother taught me to be very proud of my people, you know. Though she despised the coalition... she still loved our civilisation very much."
He sighed, and uploaded some music from the jukebox to his datapad, while setting it as the next music to play.
"However, I have yet to make contact to a chinese. All I've seen are... vietnamese mostly." he chuckled, and added,
"Of course, I don't really know all our personnel... living in a always-moving shipyard doesn't encourage a lot of socialising, doesn't it?
He smiled, but it was a sad one, and drank from his cup.
"Captain Ares, wouldn't you feel alone if you learned you were all alone on this side of the war, and maybe, there were no survivors from your race on the other side, either?" he said, continuing to write on his pad.