Character
Varin Mortifer
"Then I stand corrected. No Master here; just a very gifted peer… and his overprotective shadow."
His crimson gaze lingered for a moment before he added, "Though I must wonder who it was I was truly fighting, after all. A shame… I was rather enjoying our dance before your… entourage decided to cut in."
He straightened from his bow, catching the second saber and deactivating both with a hiss. "Still… I took pleasure in today's little 'game.' I'll look forward to that 'balanced duel.'"
It was polite...by Sith standards, at least, or so he thought. With those words, he hoped to publicly acknowledge Varin as a worthy rival without dismissing him outright.