"There was no discussion necessary about the fact that you're an idiot that can't lie, that's a given." It's mean, but it's also true.

I'm not surprised that he asks about his pet project, and I frown at him, shaking my head. "There's no need to ask your commander. I'm sure he would tell you that any human who was transported to the subspace died shortly thereafter, if not immediately. And he would be correct." I may have begun to entertain thoughts to the contrary, I refuse to tell him my suspicions. It will just get his hopes up, as if they need any help.