[Starkiller sighs and pinches at the bridge of his nose. He feels like Obi-Wan Kenobi would be his ally, if he knew who Starkiller was, how he had become the man he was now.]

Look, General...you don't have to agree with how I do things, but...you've gotta know we're on the same side. I'm not a Sith, and I'm not fighting for myself. I'm...fighting for someone...something else...

[Another vision, as a young blonde woman confronts him "You're still loyal to Vader! After he branded me a traitor, and tried to kill you...", and a vision of the Rebel Starbird floats through his mind, on a roughspun tapestry on an old wooden hut.]

I know you don't believe me, and I'm not asking you to. Just...I'm not the person you think I am.