*Kioet's landing craft exits hyperspace, above the orbit of Tatooine, and lands a few meters from Farran's shuttle. Kioet walks down the exit ramp, with Irvine in front of him, the 2 vanguard at his sides, and Nimalf, cowering behind*
Kioet: Sorry to keep you waiting.
Battle is a pure form of expression. It is heart and discipline, reduced to movement and motion. In battle, the words are swept away, giving way to actions-- mercy, sacrifice, anger, fear. These are pure moments of expression.