"I am not," he said, withexasperation, "contrary to the sermonizing of every Sith I have encountered, as though they are given a script, stupid. I am also not Force blind. I am perfectly well aware that you would kill me were our situations reversed. I am also perfectly well aware you may choose to do so as soon as you've gotten everything useful that you can from me."

He raked a hand back through his hair and spared an idle thought for the fact that he needed a haircut and then: "I am still going to take you home, give you a cup of tea and then arrange for you to have transport off this foresaken rock. I am going to do that, because that is who I am. You will do what you will do based entirely upon who you are, and one way or the other the galaxy and force will carry on."