Location: Bastion | Enroute to New Cov
Valery just smiled, clearly not bothered by him not remembering every detail instantly. She was a bit of a sentimental type when it came to these things, so she tended to remember details pretty well.
"Even at the time, I didn't really feel that it was true. You were wanting to learn more about the Jedi, and throughout those first days together, you showed a lot of the best traits a Jedi can have towards me. Compassion, kindness, and you used your skills to defend me when I needed it most. When I was struggling." she said and for the first time today, he'd be able to see her cheeks grow red.
"But it all extends far beyond just me — you've always continued to be that shield for people, regardless of who they are. Even when you set out to confront your father and fell, it was with the purpose to protect. You've suffered, you've bled, but you've never given up on what you stand for because of it. We all have made mistakes, many Jedi have had a difficult past, but not all of us come out stronger the way you have." Valery said calmly.
"There are very few Jedi that I have met who show the qualities our order is supposed to stand for as clearly as you."
She smiled brightly now, clearly both proud and happy.
"So now, a few years later, I must say that I agree — you're not a Jedi Knight."
For a moment, she let some silence linger to create a form of dramatic effect, but her smile perhaps gave something away.
"You're a Jedi Master."
Valery very quickly removed the hilt of her lightsaber from her belt, ignited the violet blade, and raised the weapon vertically in front of her with an elegant flourish, until it settled in both hands.
"Love, would you please kneel for me?" she asked, wanting to honor an ancient ceremony that she had once gone through herself.
Kahlil Noble
