Ygdras shook the Togruta's hand, his had a small bit of blood from the clone, "Sorry; it was them or us." He said as he took the blasters and ammo, putting the safety on one of them before placing it in his pack with the ammo and putting the other one on his belt after quickly checking it over.
"I like the idea of raiding the armory but we also need a way off this death trap and to Illum." Ygdras said before looking at his hand and shuddering slightly at the blood.
He was in a spell of rage at the time, most unbecoming of a Jedi Youngling. He shook his head and wiped the blood off with his dark brown cloak, making a mental note to wash it later.