Zir Go turned to Blaine. “I figure while we are on route to Dathomir, we get to know each other,” he said. “I’ll tell you why I’m helping a Jedi be a pain to the Empire.” He turned back to the controls. Double checked them, and made sure the autopilot was engaged. Turning back to Blaine. “I was a Jedi Hunter during the Clone Wars.” He paused. Remembering his past. “Working for both sides. Whoever had the most credits, which tended to be the Separatists. Then towards the end, someone else picked up a few contracts. Higher tier Jedi. Provided me with gear to do it.” He started pacing. “Found out they were an Inquisitor.” Turning back to Blaine. “They short changed me, and now they need to die.”