Unfortunately, Renfry was difficult and she had a knack for answering exactly the question that was asked of her. It was ingrained into her in order to protect the magick of the Nightsisters.
She listened to his explanation of tapping into the Shadow with interest. They powered themselves by hate, fear, and passion? She supposed it made sense on some level, those were powerful, primal emotions. Such basal instincts were what the galaxy was built on at its foundational level.
Forcing yourself not to feel sounds stupid, she said bluntly. Individuals felt things. Animals felt things. It was instinct and nature. The Jedi believed in suppressing feeling? They defied the laws of nature? That seemed highly questionable to her.
Emotion isn't usually the gateway to the Shadow, but it can be, she said. They accessed it through the power of the Spirits. They simply... could access it.
She held up her hand a moment later and crouched as the underbrush began to once again lighten from the density it had taken on.
I want you to distract it, she said. She knew she was asking a lot but she also knew that he'd already trusted her up until this point with his mind. If she wanted him dead, she would have done it already.
She gave him a good hard look and her brow arched just ever so slightly. Are you well enough? she asked. If he passed out and was eaten that wasn't very helpful to her either.
She listened to his explanation of tapping into the Shadow with interest. They powered themselves by hate, fear, and passion? She supposed it made sense on some level, those were powerful, primal emotions. Such basal instincts were what the galaxy was built on at its foundational level.
Forcing yourself not to feel sounds stupid, she said bluntly. Individuals felt things. Animals felt things. It was instinct and nature. The Jedi believed in suppressing feeling? They defied the laws of nature? That seemed highly questionable to her.
Emotion isn't usually the gateway to the Shadow, but it can be, she said. They accessed it through the power of the Spirits. They simply... could access it.
She held up her hand a moment later and crouched as the underbrush began to once again lighten from the density it had taken on.
I want you to distract it, she said. She knew she was asking a lot but she also knew that he'd already trusted her up until this point with his mind. If she wanted him dead, she would have done it already.
She gave him a good hard look and her brow arched just ever so slightly. Are you well enough? she asked. If he passed out and was eaten that wasn't very helpful to her either.