That's Terrans for you. Of course the rest of us screw things up in our own unique ways.

Wait. You're joking. No one at all? For half of a millenium? That's...sweet Mistress, that's insane. I'm glad that you were tasked with adjusting things, though. And torture doesn't work, except to get the answer someone else was already looking for. Though, I can only imagine! The United Galaxies only needed the Legion on occasion and it still felt like we had no time to ourselves. You were likely needed all of the time.