[ a wound, unfortunately for piter, that is easily stitched up and bandaged and heals quickly because atton has grown to accept that he will never be like mical or bao-dur or meetra. he's made of different stuff. darker things and temptations and wants and urges come to him easier than the higher path.
surik would probably lecture him about that, he thinks. saying something like the higher path might be the harder one, but it's more rewarding than the emptiness that follows the easier way. something like that, he's sure. ]
Don't have anyone sayin' otherwise. [ he scoffs into his glass, at that. how long did he train. good question. ] I don't know-- been flyin' mine freighters since I was kid, starships when I helped with shipments.
[ almost says: piloted in the war but stops himself short. no. no. ]