The Galaxy was at war. A group of radical separatists were trying to pull away from the Republic and starting attacking undefended planets. The Republic responded with a great deal of propaganda, and forming an army.

[He sounds...sad...about this. His thoughts turn a little guarded, almost like he's trying to make sure none of his negative feelings about the war break through. A few feelings do still, thanks to the Exalt connection. Mostly flashes of worry and anger, but also a deep current of resentment at seeing what his home became.]

If I'm honest, I don't think I could ever be comfortable as a part of an organization like that.