"The Sith will have to adapt, maybe, but they haven't in a thousand years. But I'm a Knight of Ren, not a Sith. We forge our own path anyway." Yet towards the end his voice lost some of the confidence, for he found himself that he wasn't much of a knight of anything right now, in this place. He had students, yes, but there was no saying yet if they'd follow him into darkness and even if they did there weren't enough to rebuild the Knights of Ren. They didn't have a master to teach them either.

"You don't have to worry about me," he said wryly, "you won't get rid of me so easily."