Of course he's that stupid. Everyone's always that stupid.
Ben rolls his eyes, not looking around at Ibani, but he snaps at her: "I'm trying to have a conversation here. Turning that word into an insult isn't helping."
He takes a few steady steps backwards, parrying the lightsabers of both the young Jedi - the one held back by injury and lack of confidence, the other by doubt and guilt.
"Search your feelings," he says to both of them. "Really listen to them. Do you feel like you're doing the right thing?"
He's got a good grasp on them now. Nomar - lost to the light side despite what he thinks of himself. The Mirialan who still hasn't given his name - angry and scared and in denial about it. And Kell Daree - guilt and fear and a desire to be right. He knows these three Jedi. He shouldn't be fighting them.
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Ben rolls his eyes, not looking around at Ibani, but he snaps at her: "I'm trying to have a conversation here. Turning that word into an insult isn't helping."
He takes a few steady steps backwards, parrying the lightsabers of both the young Jedi - the one held back by injury and lack of confidence, the other by doubt and guilt.
"Search your feelings," he says to both of them. "Really listen to them. Do you feel like you're doing the right thing?"
He's got a good grasp on them now. Nomar - lost to the light side despite what he thinks of himself. The Mirialan who still hasn't given his name - angry and scared and in denial about it. And Kell Daree - guilt and fear and a desire to be right. He knows these three Jedi. He shouldn't be fighting them.
He should never be fighting.