His expression sobers just slightly at mention of Ilum. Was she aware that that's where he'd last been? Maybe he shouldn't be so surprised. The Empire was there, after all, and news of Jedi sightings would likely have traveled fast. Again his thoughts drift to Cere and Greez, but all he can do is hope they've been able to stay safe.

Eyes still on Trilla, he wonders what sort of things might be going through her mind. He's used to surviving. What does an Inquisitor do with no Empire to serve? But then he has no doubt that Trilla's a survivor too, in her own way. When she turns, dismissing him, he nods, though not immediately moving himself.

"Probably not," he agrees. "I'll return your shovel then."