*The flood of emotions and questions and seemingly the first real time she had really looked at him as less than her. He understood the sentiment of not wanting to get sick, but he wouldn't have come if he was contagious, he couldn't have come if he was contagious. the nervousness kicked back in much worse than before, this is why he was so apprehensive about saying anything.*
Dust: "I'm not... Uh, I'm not contagious... The best doctors in the one sith can't tell you exactly WHAT is going on, but I wouldn't, I would never... I wouldn't risk your life here if I was contagious... I would be more hurt if I weren't deserving of such mistrust I just, well, I didn't really expect it from you... It's like a cancer, [member="Lady Kay"], they don't understand how, but it's like the dark side of the force is choking out the rest of my abilities, and my entire connection to the force. It's happening so violently that it's killing me. Physically. Mentally... Emotionally... And it's like it's coming from my own mind, they were telling me I was doing this to myself somehow, but I don't want to die... I have to much to make amends for, I never found out what happened to my wife, I never found the man that made me what I am now, and I never... I never... God damn me, I never found your son... I've killed, hundreds probably, maybe even thousands, all to try and do these things that I never did... And now, at the worst of times, when I was just beginning to ascend to the point where, just maybe, I could have done enough good to make all that bad worth it, now I am somehow killing MYSELF? I'm no coward, I want to face down the wrong I've done once I finish doing the good that this all was supposed to precede, and then I want to face punishment for what I've done wrong, but now, I'm just the coward who died before he got the chance to do any of it. I'm so sorry... I'm sorry I never found your son... I'm sorry for all I couldn't do..."