Imperial Army. Another confusing term. Imperial? He knows the word and its meaning, sure. But he’s not sure what it really means here.
Her anger, at least, doesn’t confuse him in the slightest. He had hated the sand people for what they’d done to his mother, his only family, an emotional connection he was just expected to forget. He hates them still, though that was years ago and they’re all dead. His hate festers inside him, unacknowledged most of the time. He remembers it now, reminded by Jyn’s own pain.
“A weapon? Guess it was easier for this Imperial Army to force obedience.” He knows this type of thing, though of course neither of them can know just how close to it he is or will be. “Guess this city isn’t so different from that. Sounds to me like they’ll force obedience from us, too.”
;D
Her anger, at least, doesn’t confuse him in the slightest. He had hated the sand people for what they’d done to his mother, his only family, an emotional connection he was just expected to forget. He hates them still, though that was years ago and they’re all dead. His hate festers inside him, unacknowledged most of the time. He remembers it now, reminded by Jyn’s own pain.
“A weapon? Guess it was easier for this Imperial Army to force obedience.” He knows this type of thing, though of course neither of them can know just how close to it he is or will be. “Guess this city isn’t so different from that. Sounds to me like they’ll force obedience from us, too.”