She presses her lips into a line, and sighs. Ouch. Maybe it was a bigger deal than she initially thought. She left, and even Master Plo is still guilty about it. What the HECK happens in the future? It's anxiety inducing, she can't even begin to fathom. Nodding, she looks earnestly at him.
"I appreciate your honesty, Master." She does, truly.
"He told me about that too. Sort of. He's not himself." Understatement of the entire cycle, thanks.
She wouldn't press, not yet. She could feel that he was older---by a lot. At least he was here. She'd give him time, and a little space, before pressing on.
"Whatever happens, no matter what---" Wait. Was it foolish to try and pretend otherwise here? Was she going to say something she didn't truly know the weight of thanks to lack of experience?
No, she meant it.
"No matter what, It wouldn't be the Jedi way to hold it against you, or anyone else."
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"I appreciate your honesty, Master." She does, truly.
"He told me about that too. Sort of. He's not himself." Understatement of the entire cycle, thanks.
She wouldn't press, not yet. She could feel that he was older---by a lot. At least he was here. She'd give him time, and a little space, before pressing on.
"Whatever happens, no matter what---" Wait. Was it foolish to try and pretend otherwise here? Was she going to say something she didn't truly know the weight of thanks to lack of experience?
No, she meant it.
"No matter what, It wouldn't be the Jedi way to hold it against you, or anyone else."
Yeah she has no clue what happens, Plo.