"I really didn't expect any of this. None at all. I expected guns, handcuffs, force breakers. That's pretty much exactly what happened when I went to the Republic many years ago to give them information on a nearby Sith Cult. They wanted my head on a platter, and only the Grandmaster at the time kept me from getting captured. This is nice, really. I suppose I'm fortunate for it being you who answered the call, but I think this is how many of you would act, aye?" Krest offered [member="Connor Harrison"] a rather large smile as a red hand took his blade back. With the heavier blade in hand, he turned his gaze outwards, to the forest itself. "Voss is a beautiful planet. I can see why you'd take up residence here." The Templar was quick to change the subject. His past assignments weren't something he tended to talk openly about, and after saying what he did he did feel a bit weird. But these weren't thoughts to linger on, not when a new offer was the table.
"I might just take you up on that second chance."
"I might just take you up on that second chance."