She almost sighs. It is now, in practical terms, all to be settled. But the motions must be played out.

"No, I do not. I have no forgiveness left. The Order took it from me, as they did so much else. But you, it seem, remain wiser than they were. You should not trust me. But you should step aside, regardless. You cannot stand against my path."

She had been cast down twice, and both times had risen as something more powerful, more dangerous than before. Powerful enough that the most heretical Sith Lord of the age, perhaps any age, could stand before a Jedi with her true nature utterly unseen.

Though, if he had even hints of the gift she suspected - he would still find unease.