You cannot sense a darn thing from her mind, which says to you... no it won't.
"What an irresistable offer," she says, in a deadpan voice. "A man says it is terribly to my advantage to meet him in his bedchamber. I seem to recall hearing such things before. You must be very lonely out here, with only two women. Are they not to your taste?"
You happen to be more interesting. But believe me these vile intentions you speak of were far from my mind. However, I will not further bother you, perhaps you will grant me a discussion upon my return from our mission.
Con is annoyed his plan didn't work, but even more intrigued by the girl. As he turns around and leaves the room he whispers to Xavier: ` not a word, - swear...`
That is my survival instinct you are talking about, I wouldn't deny that. But it is not what I am talking about, this is different, I want to know how she fells, why she feels...it is similar to the feeling that I used to get on the worlds I visited...now so long ago. You are so different, not like Jedi, but also not how I felt since I left the order. Perhaps it is but childish curiosity....but I bore you.
"Potential for what, exactly? That word is meaningless on its own. You people have no plan, no purpose."
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"Yes you do," says Adelmo. "But if it makes you feel any better- she doesn;t feel anything unusual. She is simply doing what she was born to, and she likes being good at what she does. There, that is all the answer you will get from me."