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Lily Decoria
Colrenth didn't say anything more, simply listening while keeping his hood shadowing his face. He smirked slightly when Lily mentioned rest.
"You're correct."
It almost sounded begrudging.
"That may very well be the part I despise most about being correct."
He gestured toward the temple surrounding them.
"I've seen warriors push themselves to literal bone because they believed exhaustion equalled discipline. It does not."
He narrowed his eyes.
"Tired minds make mistakes. Mistakes kill."
He paused for a moment.
"But you would have me appreciate the view."
He chuckled softly, though there was no humor in his voice.
"For someone who trained for years learning to keep your eyes on the next threat, that's quite the order."
Colrenth raised his gaze to meet the temple ceilings. The upper windows allowed pinpricks of distant stars to shine through past the architecture.
"Possibly why places such as this were built."
He refocused back on Lily.
"Not so warriors grew weak."
"So they remember there's something worth fighting for once the battle is over."
He smirked slightly at Lily's insightful comment.
"Jedi mentor?"
"No."
Colrenth replied immediately.
"I have no desire to walk the path of a Jedi."
It wasn't said aggressively, but his voice brooked no argument.
"I am not Force sensitive. I wield no lightsaber. I do not hear whispers of the Force guiding my actions."
He glanced down, eyes briefly hardening.
"I learned to survive by watching others."
"...By learning from the mistakes they made when they thought no one was watching."
"That is not foresight."
He paused.
"It is experience."
His hooded gaze shifted back up to the temple around them.
"In any case, I've been around Jedi long enough to know that the future is clearly something you argue about endlessly."
There was a hint of dry humor in his tone.
"Some of you see destiny."
"Others see choice."
"And some of you see a meaningless ancient proverb and decide it needs a council to interpret it."
Slowly, a smile crossed Colrenth's face.
"Yet you are right about one thing."
He nodded at the temple around them.
"All places have stories. They tell you about those who built them."
Walking toward one of the walls, he studied it closely.
"The materials they used can tell you what they valued."
"The buildings they erected can tell you what they feared."
"The archives they left behind can tell you what they wanted others to remember."
He stopped, glancing toward where the hall connected with other corridors of the temple.
"And every home tells you who they really are."
He faced Lily once more.
"If I were building an enclave, that is what I would focus on."
She had one final thought she wanted him to consider.
*The Jedi need to be part of that fight. *
Colrenth's face darkened.
"No, that is where you and I disagree."
Creeping closer to Lily, he leaned in conspiratorially, his voice dropping low.
"Not because I believe you're incorrect about war."
"It will come. Perhaps it has already begun."
His eyes hardened.
"But warriors grow very fond of war."
He stared at his hands for a long moment.
"I have seen what fighting does to men when it becomes their identity."
He paused, staring into space.
"They start forgetting whether or not a battle is necessary."
"What matters is winning."
His gaze lifted and met Lily's once more, his tone earnest.
"I am no Jedi."
"I know nothing of the Force."
"But I know soldiers."
His voice dropped even lower.
"And I know what war demands of them."
Walking toward the entrance of the temple, he continued quietly.
"So if you're building your Jedi enclave, when you build that training hall."
He gestured with his hands.
"Make sure you build something after that where they can sleep."
"Take off their armor."
"Live as people, rather than warriors."
He paused, letting his words sink in.
"But more importantly, build somewhere they can lay their weapons down when it's over."
Colrenth's eyes flicked back to Lily. His voice became quiet.
"If they ever forget how to do that..."
His expression turned grim.
"...someone else will ensure they never have the opportunity to protect your Jedi."
"They will do it for you."
He pulled his hood up around his face, whispering the last lines.
"People always have to save people."