"Yeah well, we left 'em if they died on world an' we couldn't figure out where they was. Same as in space, though usually if a craft blew there was nothin' left." Which sounds grim, but.

"It wasn't exactly givin' up on. Just meant eventually they'd go back to the ground. I knew the Xandarian traditions involved tombs an'... Kree'd do all kinds of shit. Tombs an' burials an' whatever. All over the place. Anything to make it real clear they were the people with the important lives when their grunts got left behind for different 'ain't worth pickin' up' reasons."

Well, there's a touch of that bitterness. He looks up at the sky. "Some of the men what were loyal to me were former Kree soldiers too."