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By this time seeing that all had settled down and slowly but surely the ship lifted off. Putting a good enough distance between them and the hell hole of a planet they had just come from. With the memory of the near slip on his part, feeling the rush of emotion so close that he had all but nearly gave in to the temptation. That of which the dark side brought about with such great ease that he couldn't help but feel the disappointment in his mind swell.

To a point that as his eyes gazed passingly at the Mando's just across from him that the voice had seem to grow ever stronger. Feeding off his earlier weakness it had then taunted him with a far different train of thought. That of which brought about a unsettling distrust in his heart....one which he couldn't easily seem to discredit. Which no sooner had he caught wind of their next conversation unknowingly had all but feed them instead of quelling those thoughts.

"I have to thank you, Mandalore. Without you we couldn't have done this. Are you coming all the way back to Naboo with us? The Jedi owe you a debt of gratitude."

Which was soon answer back by RC.

"No, I won't be joining you on Naboo,"

Nomad said sadly.

"As soon as we leave hyperspace, I'm going back to the Skirata. Something has come up that I need to take care of..."