"The hunter doesn't judge the target. The hunter doesn't decide guilt or innocence. The hunter executes the contract. Fifty thousand credits for a living prisoner. Not because Sorr deserves mercy, but because the contract specifies it. This is the difference between us and them. Between bounty hunters and assassins. We have rules. We have codes. This is the way."
Sorr tried to appeal to my emotions. To my past. To the purge that took my family.
He didn't understand. My armor doesn't carry grudges. My helmet doesn't see revenge. I am the contract. I am the code.
He'll face the New Republic's justice. That's more than he gave his victims.
Related: the job, the choice, the creed
This is the way.