[He'd been expecting that. There was always something that people thought was wrong about them. He didn't budge, voice still level, but his expression was hardening by degrees before he finally responded.]

The Jedi who killed me is here on Earth. You can go ask him about peace. [He hadn't known until after he arrived. He'd thought they were all dead, that was what had been declared. Apparently a few of them had still survived. Wasn't sure where Luke Skywalker had learned it all, but he had to have been taught by someone. Maybe the other Jedi who was on Earth. Maybe someone else. There was no way to tell, and nothing to do about it.]

The Jedi tried to weaken the Republic by manipulating it into a war, and then tried assassinate the Supreme Chancellor and turn clones against the Republic when it didn't go the way they planned. If they ever really believed in pacifism, it was a lie by the time we had to destroy their Order. [They were best known for their special weapons, for one. And no one could deny the Emperor had been scarred by the attempt on his life.]

[And his own commander had lived through it. That more than anything made him viscerally certain of what had happened.]