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Questions hung unspoken in the silence between them as he regarded the back of her head, only able to see the slimmest of profiles. He had banished whatever was inside of her... hadn't he?
“Of course,” Salem answered both her words and his own, silent concern. He sounded certain, at least.
“I will be joining you in the ranks of the Alliance soon. Your training will continue then.”
"I look forward to it," she said softly, and she meant it. Training meant learning more about the Force. More about the Dark Side and how to wield it. More power.
Lilaena turned back toward him, and smiled. "I will see you then, my Master." She bent carefully to retrieve her bag, and pulled the shoulder strap over her head, avoiding her wounded side. As she walked out the front doors her eyes were bloodshot and rimmed with red.