Date: 2007-10-21 05:44 am (UTC)
If he had understood that correctly... "You tried to kill someone with a butterknife?" Suddenly, the small knife she'd had on hand at their surprise first meeting made more sense.

He wouldn't blame her if most of this was going straight past her. She came from a world with magic (and it was still hard for him to think of the word seriously, near impossible for him to comprehend it in the way she meant it). Without space and the high sciences he took for granted. Perhaps the oddest thing about it was that they could communicate at all.

At the question of loneliness, the answer came up fast enough to be somewhat telling: "I had my father." As though that explained everything. And it did, essentially. "The rest on Kamino were created to be soldiers, and were brought up and taught only for that purpose. My father raised me with his own knowledge and experience in addition, so...." There was never any doubt. Never a thought that I might want to be something else. I wanted what he wanted. I still do.
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