"Actually," Pike's tone turned to something amused, "They decided the Empire looked like a potential interest in conquering. That we were somehow weaker then the Klingons or Cardassians. It was a scout ship that responded entirely to their thoughts." He turned the glove so the inside of it could be neatly seen by the man in front of him. It was glowing, very faintly, deep inside, unseen through the thick leather.