"Yep."

"I'm sorry."

Shrug. "It's been a while. And she was cuckoo at the time.—did I tell you about when she was cuckoo?"

"Nnno, but... are you sure you should?"

"I'm sure she won't mind," he shrugs. "She got better. And is now super badass. But it's secret so if you tell anyone else she'll probably kill both of us."

"My lips are sealed, then."

"So she had these ghosts..."

And the story is told.

"Wow. That. Explains some things, I guess."

"Yeah. She's a lot better and more powerful now, I guess?"

"That's good. If she is better."

"Yeah I'm pretty sure any personality traits she has now are actually, like, hers. Maybe with some Dark Side meddling because why would anything be nice about this but."

"Dark side meddling?"

"You know," he says, gesturing around his head, "the thing where using the Force messes with your head and personality and stuff."

"I haven't... noticed that."

He nods. "It's hard to notice? I hadn't noticed it either when I was a Jedi but then I went to that neither-nor place and now I'm a Sith and there's definitely a thing going on, I'm—different, now, I keep trying to catch it and I caught myself too late once and I'm sure there have been any situations where I didn't catch it and..." Helpless shrug.

"That might be why so many Sith seem to be the way Sith are."

"Yeah. But—how did it start? It's not even one or the other, there's that neither-nor place I mentioned that's just—it's not even a mixture of both, it's sort of nihilistic and depressing..."

"...I definitely don't know enough about how the Force works."

Shrug. "Yeah, me neither."

"Do you think Lord Occlus would know?"

"If anyone would it's her."

"You haven't asked before?"

"Not in such details, no."

"Maybe we can when we're done here."

"Yeah, sounds like a good idea."