So...his former master had once been a Jedi. Somehow he wasn't too shocked by that. Bail had said Maris once reminded him of another young Jedi who had fallen to the Dark Side. Perhaps he had been referring to Anakin. "I see," was all Starkiller said on the matter.
"There isn't a Jedi teacher here?" That was slightly disappointing to him as well. He had been hoping a Jedi, hell, even Kota whether he was blinded or before they met, was here to keep teaching him Jedi ways. Absently he fingered the Jedi robe Kota had given him. The blind master had said it was once used for Jedi when they went out to enforce justice and peace. He had called it an adventure robe or some such thing.
"I'd offer, but most of what I know is training of the Dark Side. That's a path you don't need to walk." Well, there was a little proof he cared about people, or was trying.
And as much as he hated asking for help and wasn't use to it, he knew he was going to need at least Leia's help. "Is there a safe place where I can be left alone when I want to be?" He had no desire of staying but, while he was here, he was alive and could work on a way to survive the Emperor's lightening. If that was possible.