"Perhaps," Altair agreed, "Once we've done... Whatever it is they expect us to do here."

That remained a mystery. How did one save a planet such as this one. And if there was a way, Altair was still completely mystified on why the Agrii had chosen a Sith like him, and others who seemed to be relatively normal people, rather than anyone else. He was sure that Jedi would be of more use here than he was. Than many of them were.

"... Did you arrive recently?"

Altair felt he had a pretty good idea about the people currently in their strange little society, even the ones he wasn't in contact with. This man though- he didn't think he'd sensed him around before now. Something about him felt strange but somehow familiar too, though he couldn't quite put his finger on it.