Garth'zel smiles thinly, hearing the unsaid. "You may want to remind your Council that having spent millennia in one prison, I'll be rather, shall we say, unenthusiastic about being put in another."

Best not to try it, if they don't want to see what he can do if he feels the need to defend himself. Right, time to move on.

"I suppose you wouldn't recognize my accent as belonging to someone from the Sith Empire. Not with as long as its been. I'm sure it's probably changed by now." While he can't see, he does his best to at least mimic his habit of giving people sidelong looks at certain points. "I've managed to get along fine with Satele during the times we've met. For the record. Even fought alongside her once when a certain ancestor of hers was causing problems."

Said ancestor being Revan.