Glorps are among the most grotesque races in the galaxy. Their aesthetic standard dictates that the greater the number of pustules, the more attractive the Glorp. Look at that naked psyche over there. The more the loathsome the sacrifices, the greater the eventual glory. Power is power, even when a jerk has it.
Precaution is the best way to avoid a painful and serious demise.
No robot shall through action or lack off action permit a sentient organism of an officially registered species to come to harm. It was the darkest of times, it was the brightest of times, mainly because my ass was about to get fried by a big ball of fire in the night. Like superior officers, they're only as smart as you tell them to be. You can't really talk to dead people. They respond poorly.