Galen Marek // Leia Organa
"Relative freedom you say," Galen muttered softly. "If I wasn't brought here, I'd be hunting you and your people down." Starkiller reminded her. "So as much as the freedom we have here may be skin deep, it's still more freedom than some of us truly had." Sure it was a sore topic for Galen. Not that he particularly approved of it, or wished it to remain, but the reality Starklandia had given him a chance to see things in different light, and he was grateful.
Despite his tone that seemed to defend the place, his feelings would fall in another spot. "That being said," Galen whispered while looking at the menu. "If I ever were to meet the person to cause this, I will kill them and help you return home"
Well, that was his nonchalant promise to the princess while he looked over the menu, selecting one the the be entrees. Setting his menu down, he glanced to the side, and then back to Leia. "Gambling is a weak man's sport." Galen commented. "That being said, I was curious enough to wish to partake in it for a moment to see what the big deal was." Starkiller shrugged a little. "Maybe you'd join me in that also? I would wish to spend more time with you."