Ads stood stoically as he listened to the man’s tale. While he had never formally reached the rank of Jedi Knight, Ads had been with the Jedi Order for years. Despite that, he had no memory of the man, nor the name Karrig Ellthis. Of course, that didn’t mean he wasn’t a Jedi, just that Ads had no reason to trust him. That said, with the quality of some of the Jedi he had known, Ads didn’t necessarily have any reason to trust Jedi more than anyone else. Given the man’s story, though, he certainly sounded more like the latter group of Jedi: murderous, vain, and quick to pass judgment. Ads knew in an instant that he didn’t like the man. ((Get it? heh heh heh))
This was no time to stumble over words. Hoping no one had heard him start to speak, Ads decided to be the strong, silent type. Ads stared the man down as he bent to pick up his hat. A moment before Karrig’s hand could reach it, Ads quickly drew his blaster and neatly placed a shot so that it would knock the man’s hat away. Ads decided it was wise to stare the man down some more as he admitted his life forfeit and begged them to make sure the girl ended up in good hands. It wasn’t that Ads disbelieved the man—while he had no reason to believe him, he neither had a reason not to—he just did not like him. Ads certainly would not execute the man; Karrig seemed to misinterpret who they were, or at the very least, who Ads was—even Ads wasn’t so sure who the mysterious woman was.
“I won’t execute you,” Ads said, wincing internally because he had meant to stay silent. “Your death wouldn’t, like, uh…um, atone for what you did,” he continued, realizing that he was just digging a deeper hole. “What you can do is, um, help us rescue her. Then you may face justice for what you have done. Both of you will get what you deserve.”
At least that last bit was all right. Still, couldn’t he have said all that with fewer words and more action?