He bows his hairless head slightly in gratitude and takes the offered seat - a bit slowly, a bit carefully. His body has never been quite the same since Cato Neimoidia.
"Indeed. It would be a terrible responsibility, and one I would not hope for. I am only one man, and not wise enough to bear it." These words, like the others, are without bitterness, for he has also made his peace with them. He is a Jedi; who, indeed, is he to say that he knows better than the Force how all things should have happened?
But even so. Plo sighs into his mask. "And yet the universe does not stop to ask us what responsibilities we are ready to bear, does it?"
How many decades had he spent shying away from his own? I do not think I am suited, Master Tyvokka. That's all.
"So I suppose that I might meet him, if he is there to be met, whether I hope for it or not. And perhaps the best thing to say would be nothing, though that too would be a terrible responsibility. It is an odd thing to contemplate."
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"Indeed. It would be a terrible responsibility, and one I would not hope for. I am only one man, and not wise enough to bear it." These words, like the others, are without bitterness, for he has also made his peace with them. He is a Jedi; who, indeed, is he to say that he knows better than the Force how all things should have happened?
But even so. Plo sighs into his mask. "And yet the universe does not stop to ask us what responsibilities we are ready to bear, does it?"
How many decades had he spent shying away from his own? I do not think I am suited, Master Tyvokka. That's all.
"So I suppose that I might meet him, if he is there to be met, whether I hope for it or not. And perhaps the best thing to say would be nothing, though that too would be a terrible responsibility. It is an odd thing to contemplate."