[She doesn't bother with something so subtle as a retaliatory sneer, baring her teeth in a blatant snarl and briefly opening her eyes as wide as she can so the whites show crazily all around the iris. Then, she ignores him completely, no intrusion on her conversation with baby-Sith at all.
He doesn't actually look much younger than her, but he doesn't have the jaded boredom of an experienced Darth or Lord secure in his power or the seething paranoia of one that isn't. He likely would have still been under a Lord's thumb.]
And yet you ask for trial, ask to defend yourself, your intentions and circumstance.
[Another assessment of his injuries, this time skeptically.]
no subject
He doesn't actually look much younger than her, but he doesn't have the jaded boredom of an experienced Darth or Lord secure in his power or the seething paranoia of one that isn't. He likely would have still been under a Lord's thumb.]
And yet you ask for trial, ask to defend yourself, your intentions and circumstance.
[Another assessment of his injuries, this time skeptically.]
I can't imagine begging comes to you easily.