She takes a spoonful. "Mmm. Rhae's homeworld. They have fire breathing space dragons."

"...huh. Yep, that sure sounds like something Revan's homeworld would have." 

She laughs and nods. "My creator - the man that spliced me together - added a dash of Zaldyrian to my makeup too. Along with a whole lot of other species. I think it's one of the reasons why Rhae was so determined to become my master."

"...huh."

He nudges her knee.

"No wonder you're perfect, right?" 

Ookay, maybe a little blush. "You would say that." She tries to fight the blush, and takes a few more sips of stew. "I can just tell you what he said. It's personal, but. I trust you."

He ducks his head, a little, avoiding her eyes. 

"Well. If you, uh. Want to." 

"Mmm. I want." She pauses then and puts her bowl to the side. Thinks back to the holorecording. "It's different than a normal holo. With Jedi - well. Not all Jedi, Rhae was the only one that I've encountered that could do it... it's like a two way conversation. He has a way with the Force to know what I'm saying, to a point. Not the direct words, but the meaning behind it."

"Is that because he's your Jedi teacher, or is it just a him thing?" 

"Combination of both. I doubt he could do it as well, if I had not been his padawan, and if we hadn't shared such a strong bond. But even then, we don't have a bond now, so there is a large him-thing about it."

"Okay... so he can just sort of, guess what you're going to say. So it's like you're actually talking to him." 

She wiggles her toes under his thigh. "Yeah. Force hokey."

He grasps her ankle, wiggling her a bit.

"So what'd he say?" 

"He spoke about his theories about my - thing. He doesn't believe that the Jedi Council could do such a thing. Cut me off. Not without some serious delving into the dark side of the Force."

"...Guess it'd be hard to come down on you for maybe being a dark Jedi if they're using it, too." 

"There is hypocrisy everywhere, especially then, during the war. But yes. His theory is that I have mental blocks in my mind that prevent me from sensing or using the Force."

"So you actually still have it, just can't do anything with it. Can you get rid of them?" 

"Kreia thinks so. She's pretty certain of it, actually. And the fact that I've already been feeling... something, gives more evidence."

"So... you can be a Jedi again."

"Jedi is a loaded word, given my history, but yes."

"Isn't it just- Jedi, or Sith? Light or dark." 

"They're philosophies, in theory. In practice usually you are Jedi and then very rarely you are Sith. In my case... I was exiled from the Order, so if I were to regain my connection to the Force, I don't think calling myself a Jedi would be-" she stops. Shrugs.

"So you'd just be- something else. Not a Jedi, not a Sith."

He leans back a bit, against a piece of bunk frame.

"There's gotta be other people like that, right? I mean, besides the old lady."

"Rhae has always toed that line, which I'm sure isn't a surprise to anyone. Especially given his relationship to said old lady."

"No kidding. He's gone all no-contact again, though, So- unless he told you how to find him? Can't believe I'm saying this, but I think I'd trust non-Sith Revan over her."

"He very firmly stamped out any thought of me seeking him out. At least for now. The people hunting me would only follow and adding that fuel to his fire would be disastrous."