Raze was silent the entire journey back, placing himself in a back corner and meditating. He was in no mood to engage with others, and he kept himself detached and removed from the situation.
Broadcasts about the prison breakout would soon blast across the galaxy and footage of him and Tiamat would be plastered everywhere. He pushed all those thoughts aside, meditating and focusing on his plan of action. While he had initially accepted his ship being revoked, something had changed in him over his months of being gone.
It was the realization that not everything taken from him was as the Force willed it. It had taken a Jedi Councilor using the very Force itself to bring back his sight to believe that. To truly believe that it was possible to snatch and claw back what he desired. The Jedi had managed it without corruption. Without submitting himself to the Force. Without twisting who he was.
Emerald eyes briefly flashed through his memories before his thoughts returned to his ship and other possessions that he had deluded himself into thinking were never his. They were his. And he would take them back.
There was a lurch as the ship entered the surface of Eriadu. Raze opened his eyes beneath the helmet, remaining silent even as the ship pulled into a dock. He rose from his seat and strode out without a word to anyone, making his way through the landing bay to borrow another ship to take to the station.
There were surprised and alarmed looks as he passed, but he ignored it all, the Imperials and Sith parting the way for him.
@Mr. Teatime