"Strength means nothing without wisdom to guide it. And sometimes wisdom means having to get into the nitty-gritty details of administrative work," Altair said, with a soft huff of laughter, that admittedly sounded a bit odd filtered through his mask. Still. Thrawn and their cause needed more than just warriors. And he was pretty sure that Thrawn felt more at ease knowing his brother would be safe.

"And of course. I did just say that you may rely on me, after all."

He'd have to be very careful how he phrased things, when they came up, of course. He knew that as a Sith, he was rather blasé when it came to how the nature of the Sith, the Jedi, and the Force wasn't always pretty, and that things that he saw as normal, would likely be horrifying to someone who didn't share his experiences.

"I imagine such matters will fall onto me more often than you, though. And you may just pass it off to me, too, should you feel the need to. I enjoy being busy and could more or less always do with a bit more work."

He didn't like having too much free time. Gave him way too much time to think.