Luke's listened to this entire exchange quietly. He looks from Law to Vegeta, then back to Law. He doesn't know Vegeta, but Law? He trusts the man, despite his youth. And honestly, Vegeta's speaking the truth. A military target, a chance to change the war and make an ally? At first, yeah, he's argued against using the weapon. But he's had time to think. And it's Vegeta's near Mandalorian ideology that finally makes his decision. The scale of it...well...there's not that much difference between it and anything else. And there's even more reason to do so than on Byss or Dromund Kaas.

"As much as I hate to say it. I have to agree with both of you. In war we have to do things we don't like. To survive. This will tip the odds in favor of that. Frak it. It's no Death Star."

Luke bows his head, the gravity of the Jedi Grandmaster finally entering his bearing. He straightens his back, closes his eyes, and finishes in a grave tone.

"We won't have another chance like this one. May the Force be with us."