Not the work of Sith, then. He'd had half a moment of worry there. Selfish, but with so much time spent working for Baras, you never knew when someone nominally on your side was going to cause a mess.

"There's more like you elsewhere? Why did they leave?" He frowned slightly, trying to parse how the conversation had gone so far. "And what do you mean, 'poke'? Is it something we do when we use the Force?"

Oh, and apparently this thing--Gabriel--could eat him if it wanted to. Honestly, that part was the least exotic or threatening aspect of it.