The spectre ignored the girl as she screamed and ran, it was pointless, and the minions could catch her easy enough. He bent down to the corpse and cut the stomach open, and then he did something that defied the laws of physics! He pulled a child from the stomach of Quin, literally impossible, yet there it was, proof in the pudding...or baby.
The spectre tickled the baby's stomach and it giggled. He approached the girl, struggling like a maddened animal. "Through the touch of destruction I bring life, sometime better than what it once was," he said holding the child out towards Owl.
"But in you...I see the potential to see the Force die, to turn away from its will..."
"You are beautiful to me, exile. A dead spot in the Force, an emptiness in which its will might be denied."
"But no Jedi ever made the choice you did. To sever ties so completely, so utterly, that it leaves a wound in the Force..."
"I would have killed the galaxy to preserve you...You are more precious than you know..."-now...it's verbatim!-A quote from Darth Traya (Kreia)