He took notice of the slight frown that crossed her features at his having informed his allies of the presence of another. It seemed strange to him that she would so blatantly reveal the information out loud in his presence, and then not expect him to have informed his own allies about the new information. After all, they were a military unit, and the greatest strength of any military unit was having proper intelligence.
He had ordered a semblance of mercy, however, by informing his soldiers not to execute the intruder, since that would have caused some strife with the scavenger before him, and he legitimately didn't see the point in annihilating her. Death was acceptable, and it was not out of moral obligation that he withheld his blade, but rather simple logic dictated that it was unnecessary. Beyond that, if a scavenger were to pick through the wreckage after they had left, that meant that the enemies of the One Sith would have one less ship which they themselves could scavenge.
She questioned his title as Knight of the One Sith, and he chuckled gently. It was true that it was likely a fairly uncommon title now when that government had all but been annihilated, but once it had been something of an honor. "You're correct, of course. The title is not one that is spoken often anymore, though the many Sith who once made up that organization do still survive, at least, to the best of my knowledge. They are survivors enough to realize the... animosity associated with that name, and so they avoid it now that it no longer serves them." The Arue'tii gestured to the hallway, stepping aside so as not to block her path. "Come." Regardless of whether she obeyed or not, he would continue in his speech.
"You must think it foolish that one would so needlessly belong to a dead empire, but I am not a coward who would abandon my loyalty simply because others have abandoned it. Ah-h-h, but loyalty to whom if there is no longer a leader?" If she had chosen to follow, he would spin upon his heel to face her once more. "To the soldiers. To the ones who were raised with the symbol of an empire over their heads, who were taught the morality of the Sith, the obedience, the discipline. To the ones who devoted their lives and their conscious to servitude to a state that eventually fell."
"You must understand, of course, what it means for a person to give everything they have to a cause, and then for others to declare it dead. Which is better? To pronounce that your life has been wasted? That you have done terrible and wicked things for no reason whatsoever? That there will be no reward for all you've suffered and given? Or... is it not better to say, 'Yes, we are weaker, but we are here.' 'Yes, others have left, but we are still united.' 'Yes, our leaders might have fallen, but our empire lives on.'"
"So then, of course I recognize that the government is dead, that there will be no allies, nor support from among them. I know that they have scattered across the galaxy, and that those left may think that I am a fool, and that I belong to a foreign state, but I am still loyal to these soldiers who have displayed loyalty to me. Loyalty is a two-edged sword, after all."
He paused, considering his own words for a moment.
"Unfortunately, the crew I have brought with me are soldiers, and not scavengers. I doubt they possess your technical acumen nor talent for the laborious work. We know what we want, but at times we may not know how to take it. Assist us in filling our vessel, and we shall assist you in filling your own. Is that agreement acceptable to you?"