"Sure enough that it is my standard policy."

"...I mean no disrespect, my Lord, but that could be because you don't actually care and that's the standard path other Sith also take."

"Indeed, human action is seldom reducible to a single, easily defined motivation."

"Right, so my point is just that... it could be that it's not that impractical."

"If you wish to conduct an experiment, you may."

"—an experiment?"

"The next time someone attempts to kill you, try to take them alive."

"...okay."

"Is there anything further you wish to discuss?"

"I don't think so, my Lord."

"Then I will see you in the morning."

"See you in the morning."

Occlus is still aboard ship the next day, in contrast to the last.

Well good, he wouldn't want to be sent in a fake errand again.

"Hello."

"Good morning, apprentice."

"What are today's plans?"

"I am waiting for the overseer to inform me that the final trial is complete, and then we will go to meet the successful candidate."

"Is there an expected time?"

"Within an hour or so, I should think."

"Oh, that's quick. Alright."

Then he can have some food while he waits.

And in due time Occlus gets a ping on her comm and it's time to set off.

Off they go!

Occlus plucks a long bundle of cloth off the table next to her, and they make their way to the Academy and the overseer's office.

As predicted, Brin is the sole occupant. Her clothes are rumpled, and a drizzle of dried blood runs down the left side of her face.

"Well, congratulations!"