"He's not worth it," Starkiller told an angry Connor later. They'd tied Joran to the floor and left him there. He was pitiful to look at having spent a few hours crying, then yelling for Em who refused to come into the room to look at. He was disheveled and asleep.

Connor stared at him angrily as if he could bore holes through him simply by looking at him. Starkiller almost wondered if that could happen. He'd known that great Masters of the past were capable of feats beyond what most of the Jedi could do. He himself was incredibly strong in the Force and had pulled off some incredible stunts, none of which he hoped to perform around Juno in her current state.

Em had taken the rest of the younglings outside but Connor had refused to leave. Unlike Em who could barely look at Joran now, Connor stared daggers at the man. AJ had barely left his side but Starkiller had shooed him out the door with a quick, "I'll talk to him."

"Look," said Starkiller quietly. "There is a right way and a wrong way to do this. Killing him won't help you or BJ." Connor stared ahead stonily.

"He will just put us in danger again." Connor did not lose his stare. "Did you hear what he said?"

"We could leave him here," Starkiller suggested. "Em won't like it, but it may be the best way."

Connor looked up. "So he just gets away with it? We let him go?" The idea was so maddening, that Connor considered for the first time using the Force to kill someone.

Starkiller sighed again. "Let him go? No, look at him... he's shackled himself in his mind. He's betrayed us and we know it, and what's worse, he knows we know it. His family has turned against him. That's worse than anything you can go through." Starkiller was thinking of the time his former master had literally stabbed him in the back. The pain had been excruciating, but the betrayal felt so much worse. He shut it away. "We will drop him here. With the tracker. He'll carry his memories forever, never be the same again. He gets away with nothing."

Connor sat up and looked at Joran, struggling with his emotions and then he began to cry. He leaned into Starkiller's side and sobbed. For a moment Starkiller wasn't sure what to do. He'd never comforted anyone besides Juno and wasn't sure what to do in this situation. Starkiller wrapped an arm around the ten-year-old boy and just let him cry, hoping it was the right thing and relieved that he wouldn't have to worry about Connor going to the dark side anytime soon. The boy was no killer. Here was hope at least.

Juno came into the room and watched them for a moment. She took Starkiller's other hand that he held up for her and he noticed for the first time her pregnancy was making walking difficult. It felt like they were running out of time. "Get the others," he whispered softly. "We have a difficult decision to make. About him."

She nodded and squeezed his hand and mouthed "good job" at him nodding towards the crying Connor. He smiled back despite the situation. He didn't know much about kids because he never really was one but at least according to Juno he'd done the right thing here.

He watched her leave and felt Connor get quiet as his sobbing eased. The other kids and Em filed back in silently, Em avoided looking at Joran but Allana cast furtive glances at him still not understanding why he'd sold BJ to an Inquisitor. Her little face was puffy and red from crying as well.

They settled in the far corner surrounding Em, Allana, and Caohdan. AJ came and sat down next to Connor as Starkiller stood up to move towards Juno. Proxy came in last and stood next to the door. Juno looked at him for a moment and he was suddenly uncertain about what was going to happen. He looked at the commlink in his hand knowing this was what kept the starship carrying BJ just out of reach the entire time.

"I think we should set him down here," Connor spoke up quickly. The room suddenly was so quiet you could hear a pin drop. No one breathed.

Starkiller had been prepared to make the same statement but Connor had beaten him to it. He looked around to see how the rest of the group was taking it. He was worried only about Em at the moment. She still wouldn't look at Joran but he was gazing at her pleadingly.

"Em don't let them do this to me. I was trying to protect our daughter." He begged. She kept her eyes low to the floor although she was crying. Juno walked over and put a hand around her shoulders.

Em looked up one more time at Joran, managed to look him in the eye. Her eyes were red from crying but there was a resolve there now. Starkiller knew her mind had been made up. She nodded at Starkiller. "Do it."

Juno wrapped her arms around Em as Starkiller gripped a screaming Joran with the Force up into the air. Proxy calmly strapped the comm link securely to Joran's wrist and walked over to open the hold door. Joran was pushed out onto the landing pad. Starkiller wasn't sure anymore if this was a good idea however they had no choice short of killing the man outright, and he knew that would make him more of a monster than they already thought he might be at this point.

As it was, Joran was tossed out yelling and the door snapped up behind him with a hiss cutting his yelling off for good.

Juno had taken Em out to the cock pit to be alone for a bit which left Starkiller in a room with four pairs of eyes looking up at him expecting...something.

It was bewildering...what do I say?

He cleared his throat after looking around wringing his hand somewhat... "Ok.... I guess we'll keep following BJ now, after that...we should uh, be able to follow without too much notice. The tracking device is gone..."

"Master," said Proxy from his side. "I would not go into the cockpit just now if I were you."

"I got it Proxy, thanks." He looked around. It was going to be a long night. "Get your rods ready to practice," he told them. "We're going to need to be ready when we do catch up to them."