The lights muted, and on the walls of the command room a sampling of holographic paintings and planics appeared. “Mriss artwork,” he identified it for Pellaeon’s benefit. “One of the most curious examples of omission to be found anywhere in the civilized galaxy. Until they were contacted by the Tenth Alderaanian Expedition, not a single one of the dozens of Mriss cultures had ever developed any form of three-dimensional artwork.”
“Interesting,” Pellaeon said dutifully. “Some flaw in their perceptual makeup?”
“Many of the experts still think so,” Thrawn said. “It seems clear to me, though, that the oversight was actually a case of cultural blind spots combined with a very subtle but equally strong social harmonization. A combination of traits we’ll be able to exploit.”