"You would be surprised."

He sighs and shakes his head. "Silliness. Well, I have no intention of killing you, my Lord, and believe it would be very out of character to try it."

Brin nods.

"Do let me know if that changes. Eighteen hours to Corellia. Be sure to get some sleep before we arrive."

"Yes, my Lord," he says, bowing his head.

She leaves them to their own devices again.

"You'll need to teach me how to fight that well, though, Force tricks can only go so far," he tells Brin.

"Do you have ten years to practice?"

"No," he replies cheerfully, "but I learn fast."

She can show him some moves for a little bit, then.

He's athletic and fit enough to follow the bits that require that, and he has trained as a Jedi so he has some instinct and muscle memory.

Not as much as she does, though.

"That's probably enough for now. We shouldn't get exhausted."

He nods. "Alright. But we should do this often, it's fun."

"I'd like that."

He bows to her, and off they go do whatever it is they do when it is close to internal clock bed time.

Sleep. Or an attempt, at least. She has... a lot to process. Occlus and Rafa and Thanaton and this Kaggath on Corellia. Corellia! She's never been, obviously, but everyone's heard stories of Corellia. The cities are beautiful, and Czerka has its headquarters there, and CEC. The best ships in the galaxy are designed there, and speeders, skiffs, swoops. And now it's a warzone, and they're about to drop at least another entire fleet on top of it. That's Sith, though, they move and the Empire follows. She's one of them now, too. And Thanaton's going to target her for it. Well, her and Rafa. He's a strange one. Very much not what she was expecting in Occlus's apprentice. He's... nice. And cute. Probably a bad idea to notice that he's cute. She should try to avoid it. It is very fun to spar with him. Wonder how he fights when it's for real. She'll probably get the chance to see, soon.

'Morning' comes to soon, with the realspace reversion alarm.

Occlus would like to see both of her apprentices in the lounge.

Up he is, bright and early.

"Hello apprentices. I trust you both slept well?"

"Yes, my lord."

"Yes, my lord," he echoes.

"Good. Very shortly we will be landing on Corellia to rendezvous with Moff Pyron's forces. He will have been there long enough to have established a base and performed initial reconnaissance. My exact moves will depend on what information he has gathered, but this arena for the Kaggath implies three primary objectives: to defend my forces, to destroy Thanaton's forces, and to demonstrate my superior worth to onlookers by defeating the Republic."

"What should we do?"

"Stay close to me, and try not to borrow any trouble. Should I need to do something alone, Khem Val will guard the both of you. Under no circumstances should either of you wander off alone. Stay together."

"Yes, my Lord."