[member="Krafurk Maris"]
She watched the ithorian and listened, letting him get it out and off his chest, her eyes staring at him and walking forward all too slowly. She rested a hand and looked at the man, eyes running over the man and shaking her head as she spoke words mixed with a sense of comfort that she was pushing out onto him.
"Krafurk, we all do things that we are not proud of... i helped murder innocents when the Sith found me and had made me their apprentice, but i realized i could be more and better than that. Your past cannot be changed, only understood and i can tell that you regret what happened. So all you can do is improve yourself and stop what happens next... i cannot say that what you did was right, but you were trying to keep the ones you cared for, those that you had helped survive and their families survive. You tried to do what you thought was right, some would agree, and some would not... but what matters is what you think."