Jacen was wary. He kept his lightsaber between himself and his sister, trying to digest what she was saying. First, she had not called him by his name, but rather by Caedus, whoever that was. Second, she thought he was trying to trick her. Third, she was still being hard as a rock.
"Jaina, I am honestly not sure what you're talking about. Who is Caedus? What is going on?"
Watching her circle around him with the cat-like grace he had seen so many times before, he felt his heart sink. Jaina was good with a lightsaber, of that there was no doubt. But neither was there any doubt that he was better. He was the best lightsaber duelist of his generation, probably the entire Jedi Order. He could keep her at bay, but if she went all out...