"The war was, specifically, over which part of the fruit you eat first. The planets were divided - one was for purple, and one was for white," he said, and there was definitely an eye-roll in his voice. "The war had been going on for generations, and we had been hoping to help them reach an accord, but we got dragged into the thing instead."

He shook his head before his lip curled just a fraction, as close as Kirk had ever come to showing outright disgust.

"Harry Mudd, and his last name is honestly a disservice to actual mud. He'll swindle anyone, and sell anything he can get his hands on to the highest bidder, regardless of how much damage it will do," he growled. "He should honestly have a life sentence, but he always stays just on the side of being thrown into a cell for good or manages to escape while we're dealing with the aftermath."

In other words, he was one of the very few people Kirk viscerally hated.