"I wouldn't bother," says Kuylen to you, Quam. You suddenly feel an icy presence from him, a certain focus you have not felt from him for some while. "I know what you are thinking. It won't work. I checked all the passages last time I was down here. The ice makes them all impassable.." He looks up. "Oh yes, this area has been exposed for some time. But I couldn't access the archive until I had brought you all here and paid off Faylar. Much as I regret not killing that worm last time we met. But we'll pay him back for that.
"I'll understand if you are upset for not telling you earlier... but if I thought I could trust any one of you to not just try and make off with the archive while I was busy on Damagran, then I would have done."
"Look around you, Quam. This room where the Sith monks died. Look what killed them." He pauses. "Sometimes I think Darth Bane was right, to only want two..." Quam, something really IS worrying Kuylen, not an emotion you are used to seeing from him. It has him distracted.
"No, I've come here to check something more troubling... which I will speak to you about later, if you are still willing to listen. As for now... you can help our esteemed friend Gald fight the Jedi if you wish, though personally I think he and his ridiculous friend will slow them down more than enough for our purposes. But somehow... I don't think he has the instinct to be a Sith, don't you? Likewise Krisha, who you may kill at your convenience, unless I get to her first. I'll give Glad this opportunity to prove himself."
"You have a choice to make, Quam. As to where your heart really lies. We've seen a lot together; you have to decide whether that can mean anything to people such as us."
"And if you decide something I won't be happy with... do it a long way from me. I'll give you that."