"I don't know."

Karl looks away. Ri can feel he doesn't believe her.

"Right. You don't remember, and you would also follow Bastila."

"She's nice. I like the feel of her mind beside mine, and I can tell she means well."

"But what do you remember, Ri-Sei?" 

Ri can feel the pressure of Karl's mind on her own. 

She pushes back, annoyed. "Nothing! And I don't want to remember anything!"

"Why don't you want to remember?"

"I'm me. Not - whoever else. I want to exist as myself."

Karl's mind retracts from Ri's, and he seems withdrawn. 

He still eyes her with suspicion. "Do you?" 

"Most people do."

"I've guessed Bastila was - the one who killed the old inhabitant of this body, in a way that left room for me. I'm a new person, and I don't want someone else's memories anymore than I'm guessing you want to be overwritten by your parents."

"Without giving too much away, that is exactly what we want to avoid."

Karl leans in, resting his elbows on the table. "Ri-Sei, your mother was something terrible."

"...I can't say I'm surprised."

"And I understand your resistance, but when it comes to the Force, we cannot be too careful. It's powerful, in the wrong hands."

"Yeah. I could - do a lot of damage. Especially if I pulled Bastila with me."

"Which is the very thing I wish to avoid. You are bound to her now, and you are powerful. She has command over entire armies. You can see how we are concerned?"

"Handing me that much extra power without verifying my allegiance would be strategically stupid, yeah."

"Allegiance-" Karl breaks off to bark a laugh, and then turns back to Ri. 

"You really have no clue, do you?"

"About what?"

"Who you are."

"Not who I was."

"Because it doesn't matter-" Bastila returns, and hugs Ri-Sei. 

Her lips very close to her shoulder. 

Karl turns away. 

She leans into Bastila, feeling more centered, now.

But, softly: "In some ways it does. Public perception, if nothing else. Whether people would be willing to keep following you. My loyalty is to you, but - not everyone will believe that. Perhaps reasonably."

"No! Who you were-" 

"-Who your mother was."

"-Who your mother was, has no bearing on you now. You want to help."