"Ah, another impressive ship to be turned into dust the moment when you all finally fall. It's a repeating them in this galaxy it seems. I don't like it, the idea is stale. For ones whose only interest is knowledge, I find it hard to believe you need such a ship as this. You could just as easily find a suitable junker with lots and lots of scouts, and deploy probes positively everywhere. If information and knowledge is what you seek, I fail to see the motive behind a shiny new hunk of metal hurtling clumsily through space being built for us." The Old Man walked about randomly, not speaking to anyone in particular, just speaking to speak. When you had this much time to wander you learned the best entertainment eventually became yourself, and you'd best make the most of it.
"Also, seeing into the future? If I had a credit for every force sensitive in history who attempted to use the ability to better themselves and protect themselves for the things that they can't defend themselves from... well I'd probably have enough to buy a few beers in an expensive cantina. So I guess it isn't that entirely over used yet... so then, please go on, fail one more time for us all just to prove the point that it never truly works." He went to sip his beer, when he remembered he didn't have one to begin with. Also, he didn't drink, so the reflex was completely random. He ruffled his brows a bit a this. He was only a tiny bit quirky.
"Oh, and if you pull 'your future is cloudy', I'll punch a hole through this window and kill myself in the vacuum of space." He directed his comment towards @[member="Salina Aviner"], and @[member="Kale Xeros"].