He peered at the Sith and snorted through his nostrils, drinking in the scent and trying to determine if there was anything special about it compared to other species he had met. The salty air of the Boardwalk made it difficult, so he simply crossed his arms over his chest and remained observant as he was given an overview history lesson.

"Does being pureblood mean you're more powerful and high ranked in the Sith ranks? I assume there are ranks of you back then," he remarked. What would an army of Sith look like? He could imagine it was dangerous both without and within.

"Fine, Darth Imperius." Sith had such snobbish names. Like they were looking down their nose at the rest of the bottom dwellers. "There are three other Sith here and a handful of Jedi. I'm sure they'll nose around at you."