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morgynleri“What are the lessons?”
“Survival. Pain. Loyalty.” Ceret has a soup of some sort in front of her, the smell of it green and spicy, the soup itself blended smooth in appearance. She watches Obi-Wan over the rim of her bowl as she sips at the soup. Watching his reactions with amusement brightening her eyes.
“I didn’t think the Sith valued loyalty.” Obi-Wan uses his fingers to pick at his food, since the meal has been served once more without utensils.
“Those who failed to appreciate it are all dead, and I’m still here. I don’t think I’ll abide by the tenents of those who could not even keep their own lives, much less hold onto anything more.” Ceret shrugs, a small smirk curling the corners of her mouth.
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“Survival. Pain. Loyalty.” Ceret has a soup of some sort in front of her, the smell of it green and spicy, the soup itself blended smooth in appearance. She watches Obi-Wan over the rim of her bowl as she sips at the soup. Watching his reactions with amusement brightening her eyes.
“I didn’t think the Sith valued loyalty.” Obi-Wan uses his fingers to pick at his food, since the meal has been served once more without utensils.
“Those who failed to appreciate it are all dead, and I’m still here. I don’t think I’ll abide by the tenents of those who could not even keep their own lives, much less hold onto anything more.” Ceret shrugs, a small smirk curling the corners of her mouth.
Crossposted: Tumblr