"My name is Perdante Dareva, and I'm a Jedi Knight. Our commanding officer was one Captain Fara Starr, and we were crew aboard the starship Millennial. Our vessel was attacked by forces hostile to the Republic and the Jedi Order, and as a result, it happened to explode just as my comrade and I launched away in one of the escape pods." She shook her head. "Most personnel are likely dead."
The woman answered first. "A Jedi indeed. As for the personnel, we're making absolutely certain that if there are any survivors, that we ensure they are rescued. No one can be certain the full extent of survivors, even if they're dying, if there's any chance of them being rescued, we're going to ensure it," Commander Tu'un stated rather powerfully, obviously he was a Mal who only accounted losses when the certainty of that loss was absolute.
"E.R.T. units, as well as scavenger teams are being escorted by the Mal-Commons Militia's very own 'M'tr'eh', a Heavy Assault Cruiser capable of dealing with any major threats out there," he assured them both. "Other measures are being taken, but right now I want to remain on getting some questions answered. You, soldier, I didn't get your name or rank and/or position aboard the ship, then, like I said, we'll move on to other questions."
"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)