Bastila’s eyebrow quirked at his words. “Oh, so it’s all her fault and you’re the poor victim? You former Dark Lord of the Sith, fallen prey to a woman’s wile. I’m sure she’d love to hear that.” Her tone was deliberately wounding and she hated herself for it, but the teachings of the Jedi were beyond her reach at the moment. She was hurt, her heart was bleeding, and she wanted his to do so too.
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Date: 2007-07-28 06:17 am (UTC)