Sweetheart, it'll be alright. [He doesn't say it in a condescending way, and it may be a little workplace inappropriate but this doesn't have to do with work. It's sort of fatherly sort of concern, a nickname intended to comfort.]

I've stopped death beams bein' shot at my planet. Human missiles aren't gonna be any trouble at all, even if my people aren't at work on yours. With the right help, we're gonna stop it.