Maybe he does.

Coppertop stiffened as light filled her vision, before the image of Scimitar replaced it. Light flickered across his features and she reached to take his hand. He looked up at her and moved to take it from where he was sprawled on the floor.
Their fingers nearly touched before the fire, voracious and lethally beautiful, washed over him. Before the vision faded, she had a last glimpse of his feral greeen eyes, reflecting the flame, defiant even to death. They were fixed on hers, knowing, forgiving, thankful for her presence, and wide with alarm and determination.
Then the silent firestorm obscured her vision, and the grey walls of the Venomstrike materialized agian, and the sound of her breath (which, she realized, had been the only sound ing hte vision) seemed very loud. She braced herself on the wall, knowing that her companions were wondering, and not caring. An old friend, one of her first, had died, and she blasted well was going to honor his passing.
When the wave of shock and grief had passed, she pushed herself upright. Not offering any explanation, she turned away and began to walk.

Emerald Dragon saw the Infinity collide with the Razor's Slash, and the subsequent destruction, from the controls of the Dragonfire. All around her the melee froze for a second as every Sarav, whether they had been watching or not, became aware of Scimitar's death in the same split second. Frozen with shock and disbelief, Emerald could only think one thing - What is Venomarin going to do?
Time slowed. Snapping out of her immobility, she realized that with the deaths of Scimitar and Ferran she was left in command. Of course that didn't apply here or now - in the heat of battle, the Sarav thought for themselves and fought for themselves. Venomarin had failed to fulfill her life-debt, by allowing Scimitar to die, and might not be able to handle it. That could be beneficial - but probably not. Then the jolting realization that she was in danger made her move.
Time sped ahead as if catapulted from a slingshot as she rolled the Dragonfire to the left before diving and sliding under the enemy ship that had just fired twin concussion missiles - fast, deadly tracking missiles that would stick to her every move. This was the danger she had sensed - taking advantage of her momentary inactivity, the enemy mercenary (none of Beren's ships had missile launchers) had fired.
The concussions would not be shaken - they stuck like glue. She and the mercenary ship - the Shadow Viper - seemed to be the only ones moving, weaving a deadly pattern of flashing lasers, swift ships and the redly glowing trails of the missiles.
The mercenary had realized, probably through a visual check, that although his scanners showed five of her, there was only one. More than once she just saved herself by decelerating and forcing the missiles overshoot their target. Added to that was the problem of the oppertunistic Shadow Viper's wicked blue lasers that lanced out at her at every chance.
Abruptly she changed tactics; with the deadly missiles only a few meters behind, she flew directly at the Viper, dipping at the last moment to scrape under it. Had she been in the Assassin the move would have gutted the Viper, but as it was the missiles came in directly at him. Forced to act, the mercenary fired and destroyed the missiles rather that be hit. Dragon abruptly accelerated and looped around, spinning to come at him head to head, green lasers already firing.
The pilot of the Shadow Viper slammed all shields forward and pushed his craft to full throttle. Their lasers, green and blue, did no real damage to their shields.
At the last moment the Shadow Viper veered and, instead of colliding, forced Dragon to turn and pursue. Her lasers splashed across the Viper's weakened shields, and she pushed the Dragonfire to full speed, determined to destroy Shadow Viper. She prepared to fire a missile.
Suddenly the mercenary decelerated, causing Emerald to overtake and pass him, before speeding up and firing. Emerald knew that she had made a mistake, and so she slowed and released a flare, which acted like a very weak missile and exploded. As it did, Shadow Viper and its pilot vanished into the safety of hyperspace.
The explosion appeared to wake everyone up; the encounter had lasted less than a minute. A second later, the melee raged again around her.

I'll have to think about it.