"Steal from everyone," Krennic repeated what he said, but obviously with a mocking tone. "Yes, lots of space between law and your own hide. There's so much space, in fact, that you are still a criminal scum," he spat out, clearly unimpressed.

Now Kraglin's just poking the nest of space hornets. Krennic narrowed his eyes at him again, hand still on the hilt of his blaster. "Why would I want to impress you?" he laughed. "I just don't like criminal scum. And I don't want anything to do with you. So enjoy the food I've given you for free, I'm taking my leave."