Pause.

"Who are you?"

"You can call me Skywalker."

This is very clearly being reported to someone!

"Did any of them escape?"

"Bonesaw was not present."

"Okay."

"Did any of them mention where she was?"

"They weren't exactly in an expansive mood."

"Did the others all die?"

"Oh yes. Quite thoroughly."

A pause, then: "I can't identify any bodies that appear to belong to the Siberian."

"Look for the old man. The Siberian was a projection, not a cape herself."

"...I see him."

"We've alerted the larger Protectorate. They'll have more questions, probably."

"All I've got to say though is, thank fuck."

"You - you did a lot, here. Thank you."

"You are welcome."

"In the meantime - do you need medical attention?"

"I am not injured."

"Okay, cool."

Awkward pause.

"Do you mind sticking around until someone higher up in the Protectorate gets here?"

"I have no other plans. Would that be who I talk to to claim the bounty?"

"Probably, yeah? They're the ones who posted it."

"Good. That will save a trip."

"There'll probably be paperwork and all still, but, yeah."

Nod.

It's not very long before there's a soft sound like someone flying very, very quickly, and a Force signature approaching from the north -

And then Legend zooms up to join the local cape in the sky - and begins floating down to Skywalker.

"Kaleidoscope reported you killed all but one of the Slaughterhouse Nine," she says.

"That is correct."

She gets within normal talking range -

"We're grateful, then. There's going to need to be a delay for verification, but... I don't think it'll be a long one."

"Good. I have no wish to stay here much longer."

"You could leave during much of the verification process, but we'd need a way to give you the bounty money, and you'd need to be available for questions."

And, softly, once she notices the power use allowing Kaleidoscope to listen in fading out: "And, of course, there are your actions as the Keres to consider."