As much as you expect the worse, nothing really helps to cushion it once you actually hear the details. Etain doesn't say what happened, but the rest is pretty easy to guess. Or maybe Scorch just can't help but figure that things ended badly. He's already heard that people arrive here from some pretty bad moments. But why is it so different when it's coming from someone you know?
Slowly he looks away from her, his gaze falling upon the plate of food in front of him. He pokes at a potato wedge, not quite feeling up to putting any in his mouth at the moment either.
"...I'm sorry."
There are lots of things he could say. It did sound like an idiotic decision, but not all Jedi were jerks, and many actually cared about their soldiers, but in the end none of them should have ended up being on opposite sides, should they?
"....I'm sorry," he says again. While time and again they'd been at odds with Omega, Scorch wouldn't wish anything like this upon anyone he knows. Poor Darman. Poor Kad. Poor Etain.
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Slowly he looks away from her, his gaze falling upon the plate of food in front of him. He pokes at a potato wedge, not quite feeling up to putting any in his mouth at the moment either.
"...I'm sorry."
There are lots of things he could say. It did sound like an idiotic decision, but not all Jedi were jerks, and many actually cared about their soldiers, but in the end none of them should have ended up being on opposite sides, should they?
"....I'm sorry," he says again. While time and again they'd been at odds with Omega, Scorch wouldn't wish anything like this upon anyone he knows. Poor Darman. Poor Kad. Poor Etain.