And yet the agent had not understood him before, and likely would not now.

But in some way, this might be a satisfying revenge. When the agent realized his error, he would be painfully forced to acknowledge that he had been right.

He stood from the pilot's chair, onto deck plating split and warped by the force of the crash. But despite the debris, the blaster on the floor was clearly visible. The Force was failing the Agent as well, then. But how much could he truly see? "It is there." He set off through the ship, searching for supplies without another word or gesture.