[ With the supplies—wonderful. They’ll be surrounded by temptation, then, thinking about how stealing and bringing these things back to their own encampment would help people they know, ones they have far stronger social and emotional attachments to. Compassion and sympathy are powerful, powerful motivators in those who feel them, Orson knows; he's leveraged these things in others countless times in the past, to include when it was needed to make Galen, much more emotional than himself, see reason. This is an engineered disaster, and he can’t help but to feel a tremendous amount of aggravation toward those behind this series of decisions—sparing them, trusting them immediately, installing them in a vulnerable point. He frowns. ]

Not necessarily, [ Krennic says, staring into the middle distance in thought. ] At the very least, they should be supervised. Maybe partnered with Interlopers who have a chance of swaying their ideology. If they know they’re being watched and form some degree of emotional attachment, it will be harder for them to re-defect down the line.

[ Provided they aren’t like him. There’s always the possibility of an Orson Krennic in their midst, surrendering because he knows it’s the most advantageous thing to do, weaving himself into the social fabric of their society until the people of the settlement forget he hasn’t always been there. Those are every bit as dangerous as the emotional ones. Maybe moreso. He stacks another log with a gloved hand as the wind picks up. ]

Some of the people here could probably be convinced to do so, considering that they felt so strongly about… [ spoken with obvious distaste: ] sparing them. Unless their mercy starts and ends at inaction.

[ Which is a very real possibility. He still suspects that some of these people simply aren’t cut out of the material that allows someone to kill. ]