Kast had been casually making his way out of the fortress as the young padawan ran into him. She mentioned that the fortress was close to destruction, in a voice that was filled with less concern for his physical well being than it was with her typical unerringly-blissful speech. It was good to see that the battle had done little to stifle her talkative mouth. Kast often times wished she was more like her master- that is, less talkative. Regardless, other than a few scorch marks here and there, and a fine coat of soot and ash on her body, she appeared to be no worse for wear. In regards to her statement, Kast gave her little more than a casual glance.

"Unless I took a direct hit- in which case, I would have bigger problems, I'd have little difficulty escaping an exploding building. The ability to fly is useful in most circumstances." he replied plainly, casually cocking his head back to gesture to his jetpack, "Besides, I had to make sure you and your master didn't get trapped in there. Otherwise, I don't get paid." 

Kast paused, "And I'm getting paid a [i]lot[/i]"

His mood soured at the mention of Arius. Kast wasn't one to hold grudges, but his current opinion of the sentinel was none to high for the time being. Stepping outside of the fortress with Lucina, Kast founding himself in the presence with even more Jedi. On top of the sentinel, there was yet another Jedi. This one seemed very close to Lucina in age. Kast hoped that this one was more sensible like Master Rorwoorr, but he didn't put any faith in it, nor did he expect it. It seemed that he had been fated to be surrounded by Jedi who were either impulsive, brash, ignorant, or some combination of the three. Lucina, while impulsive, and fairly bash, was also competent, and lacked the blissful ignorance and detached unworldliness of most of the Jedi he encountered. These other two, were relatively unknown variables, likely sent to replace the two jedi whom had fallen earlier during the battle.

"This Arius seems to think he knows a great deal." Kast replied to Lucina coldly, making no effort to hide his obvious passive aggression towards the Sentinel. 

He placed a hand to his side, his gauntleted hands brushing over the hilt of the red saber he had taken from the Acolyte. He glanced over and saw a pair of his troopers dragging the still unconscious Sith onto the waiting dropship. The rest of his teams were either boarding the dropship as well, or forming a small perimeter around the ship, waiting for him and the rest of the Jedi to board the ship. Kast maintained himself slightly behind the human Padawan. He wasn't keen on making small talk with the other Jedi, so he'd accompany her, and let the padawan do the talking while allowing him to hear the important bits of information that he needed to.