Her tone became far more serious.
"Excuse me, but it is obvious that you do not live in the same Milky Way Galaxy that I do. There are only 5 or so alien species that are spread across the vast volume of our Milky Way. And even then they haven't even gone over a smattering of planets. Contact between these systems has almost never happened. Only I, my sisters, and the crew of our ship has ever met them. And not one of them is anything like a human. Not one of them speaks like us, walks like us, or even lives like us. Their government and politics work for them and not us. There are some that I have met that are destructive, but they have yet to reach us as distance is a problem. But there are those I have met who are also wanting to know what this universe is like. Those who are on a mission of understanding. The only real danger is traveling across the vast reaches of space. As the environment is often more dangerous than any inhabitants you might find."
She took a deep breath, but kept her tone.
"So I urge you to excuse yourself for calling me naïve and suicidal, when I know I am a good person and a good scientist who takes action, makes mistakes, takes risks, uses her imagination, all in an attempt to Learn. This. Universe. I understand that you come from a place where all life wants to do is kill each other. But do you understand me?"