"Literally." Starkiller said in a deadpanned voice. It was an unfortunate and unsuspecting outcome of his loyalty to his master. Though the reasoning was solid. He'd now be able to push forward unchecked to do his master's bidding while accomplishing his goals.
Watching Kenobi, Starkiller could sense a change. What was this change. What did this man truly mean to his master and vice versa?
"Do not insult my intelligence, Master Jedi." Starkiller said. "Your words and your feelings are mixed." Rightfully so. Holding his head high he looked at the Jedi with dead eyes. A man, or boy as Kenobi saw him, taught nothing but the Dark Side of the Force. "I need nothing more than simple quarters, Master Jedi, for I have nothing or need nothing but what I have."