His expression visibly stutters at the mention of the Grand Admiral, and he goes more pale.
"...Thrawn. He was here for a while. Right. I knew that. I'd...forgotten." He'd even checked network logs, and it sure looked and sounded like the same man. But he'd put it aside. Not relevant, and fretting that Thrawn might reappear wouldn't do any good.
"If there's something he cares about more than winning and power, or his stupid collection he doesn't have any right to, then...good," he chokes out, he says, trying to mean it, but feeling more a flash of vicious satisfaction, before he lets out a shuddering breath.
His voice drops to a whisper. "Maybe if whatever is actually controlling things here drops me back right to the moment I came from, he won't kill me immediately."
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"...Thrawn. He was here for a while. Right. I knew that. I'd...forgotten." He'd even checked network logs, and it sure looked and sounded like the same man. But he'd put it aside. Not relevant, and fretting that Thrawn might reappear wouldn't do any good.
"If there's something he cares about more than winning and power, or his stupid collection he doesn't have any right to, then...good," he chokes out, he says, trying to mean it, but feeling more a flash of vicious satisfaction, before he lets out a shuddering breath.
His voice drops to a whisper. "Maybe if whatever is actually controlling things here drops me back right to the moment I came from, he won't kill me immediately."