STAR WARS: RETROSPECTION- Runaway

"Good."

Friste places the Key of Mortez back into his jacket.

"Now, you should be all patched up by the time we reach our destination. I will send Xorn to fetch you."

He starts to leave, then stops as he remembers something.

"Oh, by the way. I hold you fully responsible for whatever your pruney slave friend gets up to. We didn't catch him. You will deal with him."

"Very well," Xavier says unflinching.

After Friste leaves, you are left in the dark for some time before the door hisses open again, a figure stepping into the room.

"So then..." Xavier says to the figure walking in.

"Shush," the figure says, the door closing behind him. It is Xorn. "Why is Friste giving you special treatment? He said I could kill the first Jedi that came after us."

"I believe you had your chance and failed at killing me," Xavier responds.

"What's stopping me from doing it right now?"

"I'm sure if you could, you would have already."

Xorn glares up at you from the darkness, his face illuminated by the glow of the bacta tank. He tears his eyes away, down into the black.

"I have honor, Jedi. I may play the cheat, but it will be in a fight, not when you are defenseless, that I will kill you."

He is not very adept at hiding his emotions, such as the Dark Siders. You can tell his conflicted about something, and angry.

"You seem conflicted about something, Xorn."

Xorn looks up at you again.

"Friste took the Key from me. I want it back."

"How did he take the key from you?"

"He found me. He explained that he knew what the Key was for and that he could use it. I demanded that he explain what he meant, he simply challenged me to a swordfight. He bested me, and I lost the Key."

"So he beat you took the key, and you work for him now in hopes of getting the key back right?"

"I want to take over whatever he's planning once he's done it," Xorn says. "But I don't want to take chances. You will help me kill him and you can join up with me."

"Perhaps we should talk about this later, if there is one."

Xorn frowns.

"So be it. When I take down Friste, you'll be next."

So he thinks

"I'm sure you'll try," Xavier responds in his normal unflinching tone.

Scorning Xorn might not have been the greatest approach, but you will simply have to see how it plays out.

You wait in darkness, stripped of everything but your undergarments and the breather mask that allows you to stay submerged in the bacta. The soothing and healing effects have brought you back to full health, but you are still a captive.

Xavier keeps his eyes closed as the voice in his head continues to grow.