"Could have," she replied, icily, "but they did not."

And oh, she can feel that anger. Familiar, oh yes. And she has to strangle her own, as she's ever had to, from trying to rise to meet it. She takes a calming breath, her next words level.

"If we act like the enemy, then we are in no practical way different."

Her head turned, just a little, addressing the man behind her.

"Go. And remember that tonight a rebellion has shown you more mercy than the Slyphid ever would."

And her eyes go back to watching the Mandalorian, the very clear and present danger.