Her lips curl up in a vicious snarl as she plunges the saber down.

She drops the saber carelessly next to the body, and turns away.

"Pity. Now. We were just leaving, I believe?"

"I am leaving, at any rate. You can follow or not, as you choose."

She follows, mutely, frozen with horror.

"Never seen anyone die before?"

She stares at Occlus, now. "He was my master."

"Should I have let you deal the final blow, then? I do apologize. I derived immense satisfaction from killing my own."

"I told you not to kill anyone."

"I was adapting to changing circumstances. He forced my hand."

"You could've knocked him unconscious."

"Harder to ensure he'd stay out long enough to get away."

"Tie him up! Gag him! Lock him in a room!"

"He was not worth that effort."

...she falls silent.

They can walk quietly, then.

At the door, Khem Val joins them. Her speeder is a short distance away, far enough to not get picked up by the perimeter sensors.

Yes. Very quietly.

They take the speeder back to Occlus's ship, parked at the Imperial base some distance away. It's a few hours. Khem Val sits in the back, that's the only place he fits.

Halfway there, Occlus starts to fidget, tapping her fingers impatiently on the steering controls. She starts driving faster, pushing the speeder closer to its maximum output.

"...is something wrong?"

Low growl.

"No."

...she is actually menacing, Rafa has just seen her take down her master, she will not antagonise the scary Sith lady. She falls silent again.

Probably a wise decision, under the circumstances.

The parking job Occlus does at the end puts a strain on the inertial compensator. She fairly storms up the ramp to the ship.

Rafa follows, keeping a safe distance.

"Pirate! Get us moving."

A thin man with a dragon tattoo around one eye looks up from the holoboard.

"...Right. Anywhere in particular?"