Everything about this situation was ridiculous. From Malgus seeking the aid of a Jedi to being asleep for 3000 years. He sighed, staring down at the controls of the ship. Flying was much simpler than everything else around him.
Flying is simply math.
Dealing with an era where everything is different? Not so much. At least general ship controls have not changed much, though he supposed there was no reason to. Then again? People were caught up in traditions and old ways, he supposed they would cling to obsolete ship design as well.
One thing that did make him feel the slightest bit better was knowing that all of those he despised were long dead and gone. His only regret that he was not the one to kill them himself.
He stayed silent and let the Jedi have his moment of rest while his own thoughts drifted over everything that's happened so far everything he plans on doing in the future.
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Flying is simply math.
Dealing with an era where everything is different? Not so much. At least general ship controls have not changed much, though he supposed there was no reason to. Then again? People were caught up in traditions and old ways, he supposed they would cling to obsolete ship design as well.
One thing that did make him feel the slightest bit better was knowing that all of those he despised were long dead and gone. His only regret that he was not the one to kill them himself.
He stayed silent and let the Jedi have his moment of rest while his own thoughts drifted over everything that's happened so far everything he plans on doing in the future.