The calmness in Laeo’s voice made it deafening.
The man spoke, his words trying to justify what Quin had just done. Laeo’s hand felt heavy on his shoulder. He was right in a way, he had been defending his friends, at least in the beginning. But Quin had struck the final blow when the man had been unarmed, defenseless. That wasn’t what a good Jedi would have done.
He looked at Laeonas as the older Padawan detailed the options they had to move forward. When he mentioned the first, Quin couldn’t help looking back at the motionless trooper on the ground, dead by his hand. Could he handle more of that, if it meant completing the mission? Half of him wanted to say yes, that it was more important to finish what they’d started, but the other said no. And when Laeo talked about cutting their losses for today, Quin found himself nodding.
“Okay,” he managed to say before he turned around toward where the rest of the group was. “Then let’s get out of here.” Gathering himself again, he followed Ranger Mead back toward Ruzaan and Elidan, just in time to see Ruzaan passing out again after exclaiming that he was better. That gave him another surge of fear, overpowering his guilt for the moment.
Quin ran over to his friend, and just as he was about to try to wake him up somehow, the other Padawan came to and tried to get up again. Quin did what he could to keep him steady as he did.
“Whoa. You need to be careful, Ruz,” he said. “Let me help you.”
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