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The Sephi wasn't the most perceptive being. That went doubly, maybe even triply, when it came to emotions of others. It was something he was fully aware of, something that could be considered a weakness. Especially so in a Jedi, who was supposed to be able to empathize with anyone and everyone. Very much so in a businessman, who needed to be able to get to the bottom of others' motivations. The business side of things he could at least somewhat compensate for, he had employees that could do that job for him.
In this case though, he could tell there was something up. His fellow Master was pacing, constantly in motion. What little he glimpsed of her mind reflected the body, constant motion. There had to be a reason...there was always a reason. He always had questions it was true, but in this case it would be majorly advantageous to get her settled, or at least started in that direction.
"There's something off."
A question couched in a statement, an observation. He was typically blunt bordering on rude. That he was offering her a way out if she wanted it was odd. She could take the statement as it actually was, or she had more than one way out of it. Though it seemed that she had underestimated their flight time, since the shipyards were starting to become visible in the viewports. Orbit altitudes had been reached, it was in fact just a couple minutes before they reached the yards themselves.
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OOC: Sorry Bato, there's been enough time.
In this case though, he could tell there was something up. His fellow Master was pacing, constantly in motion. What little he glimpsed of her mind reflected the body, constant motion. There had to be a reason...there was always a reason. He always had questions it was true, but in this case it would be majorly advantageous to get her settled, or at least started in that direction.
"There's something off."
A question couched in a statement, an observation. He was typically blunt bordering on rude. That he was offering her a way out if she wanted it was odd. She could take the statement as it actually was, or she had more than one way out of it. Though it seemed that she had underestimated their flight time, since the shipyards were starting to become visible in the viewports. Orbit altitudes had been reached, it was in fact just a couple minutes before they reached the yards themselves.
[member="Saint Monica"] | [member="Dax Fyre"] | [member=Velus] | [member="Bato Golden"]
OOC: Sorry Bato, there's been enough time.