Nim had seen that brief glimpse of emotion from Nightshade even though she kind of didn?t want to due to what he?d said, but it wasn?t like she could just turn it off. Most of the time she couldn?t turn off her own outward emotions without trying very hard, a kind of curse of growing up amonst her kind, as evidenced by her own recoil this time, partly in shock, partly actually hurt by the accusations. Normally she could shrug off such racist comments so it was a reaction likely borne to either Nightshade or his culture.
?Reading minds, mate? No, no.. that?s what Jedi do.?
And glitterstim users, but he doesn?t need to hear that.
?I don?t expect you to suddenly believe me, trust me, or even let me live. But it?s just nonverbal communication that technically anyone can learn. I?ll spare you a history lesson, but we had to practice it for the very survival of our people. A millenia later I use my learned skills just as you use yours, and it gives me great pride as a Lorrdian to do so. Especially to fight and die here today, to prevent billions more from suffering the horrendous fate that my people had. That is honorable to my ancestors. Is it not honorable to have saved your life back there, knowing you are on your own gimu, even though I'm sure it has nothing to do with the rebellion??
The nexu was already out of the bag, might as well go feed it.