Well, it's been a while since he ate something sweet, and those things are pretty much banned in the Imperial Military, and Krennic's chosen main vice is alcohol, so this is something of a chance to introduce a little variety in his life. He did hope that Xevozz wouldn't notice, though. "Oh, I see," he said, trying to sound enthusiastic about this conversation. Orson Krennic wouldn't be Orson Krennic if he's genuinely interested in whatever other people was saying that wasn't about him or his achievement. "And this...Azeroth. Where is it? As far as I understand, the Nexus is a meeting point of different universes and worlds, or so I've read before I got foisted with sweets, but is it a planet? A system? A city?"

It's a good move on Xevozz's part not to divulge his criminal information. Krennic doesn't particularly liked criminals, although ironically, he is a war criminal himself. The irony level is over the roof here.

"Oh, of course," Krennic said, suddenly becoming very interested in the conversation. As he had previously said, he was aware to some degree that he was in the Nexus, but it did not yet hit him how far he is from his own galaxy (which, by the way, is also far, far away) and he's only started to realise that the person he's speaking with wasn't entire human. But at least they seem courteous and intelligent enough. "It's called Project Stardust, and we had just levelled an entire city with it from orbit. Although of course this is top secret, classified information. But it is my life's work," he smiled, a little wistfully, to himself than to his conversation partner. "And we're in the Nexus now or whatever, aren't we? So it doesn't matter all that much, I suppose."