"Yeah." She scoots up a bit to rest her forehead against Kalbetis'. "Do you want to spend the night? Not - I'd have to think about if I want to do more than this - but it'd be nice, having you here."

"I'd have to think about it as well, so let us both agree that we are just going to cuddle, for tonight.  I'll stay."

"Good."

"I'm thinking I might want to invite the Jedi over for breakfast in the morning, it might help things for us to have a chance to get to know each other. Not sure if you'll want to be here for it."

"...Hm.  That is...  A very good question, honestly."

There are rather a few factors weighing both for and against - but, the scales are tipped by the knowledge that she does not actually like social interaction.

"...If you want me there, I'll do it, but I think I'll leave this to you."

"Mmhmm. I'll ask Daisy to have something ready for you when we get up." Hug.

"...You don't have to do that?"

"I'd be a pretty poor host if I didn't. And she won't mind, she's been looking forward to getting to cook for guests."

"Well, I can hardly gainsay that."

"Yeah. She's such a sweetie, I really got lucky with her. She's - we're probably at the point where I can put my room back together, it feels wrong not having our poem up, I'll have to squeeze that in tomorrow somehow - anyway, same story as every Sith, my master tried to kill me, but he did it really slowly? And she was there with me for it, I wouldn't have made it without her. Took us almost a year to get out. So she's really special to me."

She nods, because she isn't quite sure what to say.

Well.  No.  Truth for truth.  "...You may recall that I mentioned Grauzatis pissing off a Lord Sandara and dying of that mistake.  I feel as though now is an appropriate time to mention that I was once Lord Sandara, and apologize that I was not able to act soon enough to bring a building down on Pritruth while I was at it."

"...ah," she chuckles, "well, that's a load off my mind, at least. I'll forgive you for not getting to him sooner, that would probably have killed me. Since Grauzatis didn't actually kill Pritruth, I did."

She nods.  "I rather thought so.  Not that Grauzatis couldn't have done it, necessarily - I dropped a building on him because personal combat was far too dangerous - but that some things just didn't quite fit.  The things that Pritruth put together to indicate your presence, disappearing, was rather suggestive, as was - certain evidence of your actual absence that...let me start putting pieces together."

"Mm. If you happen to have figured out what they were doing to me - not right now, I've had enough for today, but we never did figure it out."

"...I know far more than I suspect you'll ever want to, much to my detriment."

"Mm. Well, I made it through, that's the important part. That thing Forceblind people say about living well being the best revenge isn't totally wrong."

"Doesn't stop me from wishing I could drag the people responsible out of the Force's merciful embrace to stab to death again, but...I'm glad you have that."

"Mm." She snuggles up closer and begins to recite.

"We have traveled through the darkness,
   She and I, for many days;
Till we wondered at the sunshine,
   When at length we felt its rays.

Chill and lonely was the pathway,
   Only lighted by the snow,
With the cutting east wind only
   To declare how we should go.

On our right, the frozen river,
   Where the drowned lay asleep;
On our left, the rocky mountain,
   So precipitously steep;

All around the gloomy shadows
   Of the failures gone before;
While the leafless branches whispered,
   We should do no less, no more.

We should falter and should stumble,
   And should fail to reach the end;
And should die in the beginning—
   Die together, O my friend!

Die together?—'twas a jewel
   Which they threw us, for a stone:
Come what might, we could remember
   That we should not be alone;

So, with hands entwined the closer,
   We pressed on against the blast;
And we bided for the daylight,
   And the daylight came at last.

First, the darkness grew to blackness,
   And we shivered in the cold;
And we trembled, lest our fingers
   Should not keep their faithful hold;

Then a strange grey veil fell on us,—
   Was it darkness? was it light?
And we questioned each, "What is it?
   Coming day, or coming night?"

Then upon the far horizon
   Came the faintest tint of gold;
Then the cloud became a glory,
   And the mystery was told;

Richer, deeper, grew the radiance,
   Till our eyes could hold no more.
We had traveled to the eastward,
   And our journeying was o'er.

Now the light is round about us,
   And the sun to guide our feet;
And along the mountain pathway
   Shine the flowers, pale and sweet;

And we pluck us each a blossom
   To remind us as we go,
How we went, we two together,
   Through the darkness and the snow;

And, whate'er may be the friendships
   We may gain in after years,
None can come between the compact
   Which has been annealed by tears.

That's our poem, from then."

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She carefully dabs a tear from her own eyes.

"It's good to be around someone who can understand. I hadn't been holding out much hope for that." Cheek-kiss.

...apparently Falleen do blush, if Pradnakt has never had the opportunity to notice before now.

Once she's gotten her involuntary responses back under control, she murmurs her reply - "Likewise.  I had...not been holding out much hope that anyone else given power in this Empire would still choose to be kind, still choose to care.  ...And as much as I love my people, it's different when it's not your power they have.  To see kindness arise independently in even this hell..."

She pauses.

"...In other words, thank you.  Because I was desperately hoping I wasn't alone in this too."

She rests her forehead on Kalbetis' again and gives her another squeeze. "You're not. And you're not going to be - it's important to me that I could leave, after Pritruth, but I'm not planning to."

"...It's important to me that you not feel pressured to stay either, so...that should hopefully work out, then.  But...I'm glad you don't want to go."

"I know a good thing when I see one." Nosekiss.