It was a trait of their parents, that stubborn streak. One that Caedyn had seen a few more times than he'd care to recall upon during their more heated back and forth over politics concerning the Jedi and the Mandalorians back in the day.
Loreena Arenais-Valhoun
seemed determined to hold onto this sense of defensiveness that Caedyn had somehow incited in her, leaving his hand to withdraw from the datapad, elbow propped against the table and fingers being brought to brush through his beard while he tried to restrain himself from firing back.
His silence was involuntary, yet it was better than allowing the discussion to delve any deeper into an argument when Loreena had an Empire hunting her down. Time was too short and the possibility that this might be their last little spat was greater than the Jedi Knight would care to admit. His Sister really was well and truly engulfed in her rebellion, so much so that she was blinded to his intent to help her, to talk strategy and organizational hierarchy or structure. A strong foundation meant a prolonged future and those who fought would forever know why they risked tooth and nail to do so with inspirational leadership behind them.
"Look, I've come here to help because someone managed to track me down and from what either of us can tell, they're not one of yours so..." Caedyn spoke with every effort to sound civil, trying to encourage his Sister to bring the tone down some and back to what might be classed as conversation; "Do you need my help or not?".
His silence was involuntary, yet it was better than allowing the discussion to delve any deeper into an argument when Loreena had an Empire hunting her down. Time was too short and the possibility that this might be their last little spat was greater than the Jedi Knight would care to admit. His Sister really was well and truly engulfed in her rebellion, so much so that she was blinded to his intent to help her, to talk strategy and organizational hierarchy or structure. A strong foundation meant a prolonged future and those who fought would forever know why they risked tooth and nail to do so with inspirational leadership behind them.
"Look, I've come here to help because someone managed to track me down and from what either of us can tell, they're not one of yours so..." Caedyn spoke with every effort to sound civil, trying to encourage his Sister to bring the tone down some and back to what might be classed as conversation; "Do you need my help or not?".