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Kenzie looked back at Kiri and the others as she put her lightsaber away, and then at Sohsat as he quickly made his way to the entrance. "Let's move," Kenzie said as she turned to follow her Master-to-be. Kiri and the men quickly grabbed their things, flung their coats over their shoulders and rushed to follow the Jedi and their sister. Kiri pulled a hood over her head and handed Kenzie her own jacket as she kept a wary eye on their surroundings... And their new companion.
"How do you know that we can trust this man," Kiri whispered almost inaudibly to Kenzie as she watched the Jedi lead them through the crowds and to the docking bays. At this point, with Kenzie's father sending assassins after them in any shape and form, as well as after Sohsat, Kiri didn't know who to trust. Neither did Kenzie, but she knew that she could trust what she felt and saw from Sohsat. He displayed a protective and loyal nature that she knew she could rely on. Even if he was hiding something, she was sure that Uravin had brought them together for this season and this period in her life. She needed direction, as well as the others, and he gave them that.
"I don't, Kiri," Kenzie finally replied. "I trust in Uravin. And I've already fought beside this man against enemies from my father; if he was here to kill us, he would have done so."
"Sometimes assassins wait until you're-
"Enough, Rhoka," Kiri interrupted. "Right now, The Jedi is our only way off Serr. Kenzie seems to trust him, and even against my doubts, he did protect us all from attackers. Give him a chance before you totally dismiss his motives. Beggars can't be choosers," she added. Kenzie sighed in dismay, wishing that they could tap into their Divine Logic enough to read his intentions. But perhaps he had only opened up to her because the Jedi path was meant for her to take alone, and they weren't coming along... The thought saddened her, but she knew what had to be done. They were old enough to take care of themselves, and they would always be a holo-message away.
She continued to survey her surroundings, ignoring their arguments about who was trustworthy and who wasn't, and kept a wary eye for any others who sought to take their lives. She looked forward at the Jedi as he led them, and then she thought about the lives they took in order to defend themselves. She didn't regret it; they tried to kill her and she overpowered them. In her mind, what was done was done, and she was meant to survive. She wouldn't go out of her way to kill, but it was clear to herself that she wasn't beyond killing to survive. But she wondered how he did it.
"Master Sohsat, I've got a question for you," she began, careful not to use a rude tone; "How do you make peace in your heart with ending a life? Even if it's to protect your own?" She asked.
"How do you know that we can trust this man," Kiri whispered almost inaudibly to Kenzie as she watched the Jedi lead them through the crowds and to the docking bays. At this point, with Kenzie's father sending assassins after them in any shape and form, as well as after Sohsat, Kiri didn't know who to trust. Neither did Kenzie, but she knew that she could trust what she felt and saw from Sohsat. He displayed a protective and loyal nature that she knew she could rely on. Even if he was hiding something, she was sure that Uravin had brought them together for this season and this period in her life. She needed direction, as well as the others, and he gave them that.
"I don't, Kiri," Kenzie finally replied. "I trust in Uravin. And I've already fought beside this man against enemies from my father; if he was here to kill us, he would have done so."
"Sometimes assassins wait until you're-
"Enough, Rhoka," Kiri interrupted. "Right now, The Jedi is our only way off Serr. Kenzie seems to trust him, and even against my doubts, he did protect us all from attackers. Give him a chance before you totally dismiss his motives. Beggars can't be choosers," she added. Kenzie sighed in dismay, wishing that they could tap into their Divine Logic enough to read his intentions. But perhaps he had only opened up to her because the Jedi path was meant for her to take alone, and they weren't coming along... The thought saddened her, but she knew what had to be done. They were old enough to take care of themselves, and they would always be a holo-message away.
She continued to survey her surroundings, ignoring their arguments about who was trustworthy and who wasn't, and kept a wary eye for any others who sought to take their lives. She looked forward at the Jedi as he led them, and then she thought about the lives they took in order to defend themselves. She didn't regret it; they tried to kill her and she overpowered them. In her mind, what was done was done, and she was meant to survive. She wouldn't go out of her way to kill, but it was clear to herself that she wasn't beyond killing to survive. But she wondered how he did it.
"Master Sohsat, I've got a question for you," she began, careful not to use a rude tone; "How do you make peace in your heart with ending a life? Even if it's to protect your own?" She asked.