Starkiller/Leia
To be fair, Starkiller assumed most people would tremble. It was what he watched, and seen as he ruthlessly pushed through Imperial forces. Most Stormtroopers were unphased to combat, and him plowing through and cutting them down in droves did nothing to fear. Though normal people, they trembled at the sight of the Empire and a lightsaber. Especially a red one.
His was green now. His mission was to coordinate with senators and find the rebellious ones. Use this rebellion to further his and his master's cause, and ultimately destroy the Emperor, so Vader could rule the galaxy, and he could finally take his place as the apprentice in the rule of two.
This was the way it was supposed to be.
Starkiller did nothing as she spoke, and learned the fate of the Empire. This puzzled the young man, but he wouldn't let that show. There was mix feelings. Servitude as Vader's apprentice was all he knew, and his mission to destroy the Emperor. It was all gone. A low smile was about to creep on his lips when he felt the cold fizzy drink get poured in his lap.
Starkiller gazed down slowly as Leia was storming off. He could just let it go. Just let it be, but that wasn't who he was. Starkiller stood and followed.