"It was, prior to the destruction of Alternia, faring well. But regular quotas of genetic material were collected every season to maintain population levels against the regular cullings." He grunted as he said it, shaking his head. "With the destruction of the homeworld, we are given to believe the population was ultimately reduced to roughly two dozen, plus one very angry empress."

So... yeah, at its end point. "I regret aspects of my demise, but not the fact that it happened. Ours is a species of war. Death is a natural part of this process. I suppose you could say I regret that I was not able to defend another more effectively." Because she'd followed him and gotten herself killed right after.

He nodded once, lifting the hammer and inspecting the metal before gesturing to the fire for it to be returned for a moment. "Humans do not think of revenge as a fitting thing. It is a natural task of moirails for those they defend, and common among kismesis. but our people are violent." A shrug. "And yes. I will fight when fitting, but the tools of war are my passion. I can make such wonderful devices of destruction with the right instructions and material."