[He returns the smile somewhat awkwardly, still somewhat unsure of how to interact with people, though he's got the feeling that introducing himself as "Starkiller" would have been a bad move.]

Since I was about five...I think? [His early memories were all a bit hazy, but he remembers the fateful afternoon when Darth Vader invaded the Wookiee village he and his father lived in. If you could call what Vader did "recruitment".] My...teacher. He wasn't very interested in actually teaching me anything worthwhile, so I've done a lot of my own training. Had a little help from an old man, but he was drunk as often as he was able to tell me anything useful.

[Thinking of General Kota passed out in the cargo hold of the Rogue Shadow elicits a genuine laugh from Starkiller. The first he's had in a very, very long time.]