And in a few, short moments, she gave him a great deal to process.
Atris and her machinations should be his focus. On some level, he knows that. If she's attempting to lure these new Sith from the shadows, she's either gleaned something about the situation that he hasn't, or she's paving the way for her own end.
But the question looming at the forefront of his mind doesn't have to do with Atris.
"You believe such a thing is possible?" He asks. "This ... mission of Meetra's?"
He was with Meetra after Malachor. He ... he wasn't himself at that time. His senses were dulled into numbness by the sheer weight of the war's bloody end, but even through that haze he could feel that something had fundamentally changed within her.
Instead of the vibrant glow of the Force within her, he felt nothing. A void, a vacuum, emptiness.
He didn't know such a thing was possible, let alone whether or not it was reversible.
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Atris and her machinations should be his focus. On some level, he knows that. If she's attempting to lure these new Sith from the shadows, she's either gleaned something about the situation that he hasn't, or she's paving the way for her own end.
But the question looming at the forefront of his mind doesn't have to do with Atris.
"You believe such a thing is possible?" He asks. "This ... mission of Meetra's?"
He was with Meetra after Malachor. He ... he wasn't himself at that time. His senses were dulled into numbness by the sheer weight of the war's bloody end, but even through that haze he could feel that something had fundamentally changed within her.
Instead of the vibrant glow of the Force within her, he felt nothing. A void, a vacuum, emptiness.
He didn't know such a thing was possible, let alone whether or not it was reversible.