So billions of people deserved to die for that choice?

[ He winces, breathing deeply. It would be nice, free of the Empire. Not even death had spared him, not with the likes of Hux choosing to remind him of them at every possible turn.

Like now.

Bodhi scowls, trying to pull his head away from the man's hand. Those words... he doesn't like the sound of. ]

I know where I came from, and what I've done. That's the only reminder of that life I need.