Amadeus gave a simple nod in response to her comment. He knew deep down that words alone wouldn't be enough to heal the scars, whether they be physical or mental. After all, he was still battling his own demons. He offered a smile with the nod, in both reassurance and understanding.
"
Of course. I can't claim to understand the full extent of your pain. In the end, no one can but yourself."
What he could understand was her desire for the healing pool that supposedly resided within this cold, crystalline cave. He was also, admittedly, curious as to what it could do to help him. Perhaps there would be an answer for him down the cavern path.
As they entered the room, Amadeus found himself in awe of the beauty of their surroundings. The water reflected the myriad of colors from the crystals, giving it an almost magical look. And yet, he didn't sense anything. Despite all of the apparent splendor of the cave, the water itself didn't seem to have any indication that it was anything more than a simple stream. Finding himself unsatisfied, Amadeus continued to inspect the cave as
Lilanna Kelamvor
took a closer look at the stream.
Eventually, he found the plaque, taking a moment to read the inscription. He wasn't sure if it was a proper clue, or some feeble attempt at Jedi wisdom. Knowing the Jedi, either could be true. It was enough to make him want to throw his hands up in frustration, although he didn't. Instead, he motioned toward her as he continued trying to decipher the plaque's meaning.
"
What do you make of this?"
He began inspecting the stones themselves, wondering if they would hold the key to this new Jedi riddle. Was it curiosity, or perhaps the pull he felt to help Lilanna? Amadeus couldn't say, but either way, he really, genuinely wanted to be here. He couldn't remember the last time he had actually felt this dedicated to something that didn't have to do with killing, whether it be Jedi, or Sith.
Amadeus kept looking around the stones, trying his best to offer a possible solution. In the end, he only found himself more frustrated with the cryptic nature of the Jedi.
"
Perhaps these stones hold a piece of the answer. Perhaps not. Damn these Jedi and their riddles."
He stopped himself, taking in a deep breath to maintain his calm demeanor. The years of service to the Sith had left him with his fair share of anger, both at him self and those that had turned him into a killing machine. He had done his best to grow past it, but some days were more difficult than others. Amadeus usually took it out on his enemies, but trauma has a funny way of creeping up when one least expects. He was just glad that Lilanna was there. Something about her presence made it easier for him to remain calm. Perhaps it was their parallel paths in life, or perhaps because he actually felt comfortable around another person, for the first time in what seemed like an eternity.
Amadeus Blackwood
