Mara felt calmer, more focused, as the details of the fight came up.
"A Twi'lek Jedi," she replied to Luke. "Though definitely one who has fallen to the Dark Side even if she isn't Sith. Also, completely crazy."
She nodded at the information about Caedus. Somehow it didn't surprise her to know that he'd become an expert in such an ability. "That's good to know. We'll have to find a way to compensate for that."
Once again shame and defensiveness flared when they talked of healing her.
"I don't need healing, I'm fine." Still her tone lacked it's usual bite and she conceded the point, albeit reluctantly. She reached up and gave Luke a brief kiss, inwardly promising herself to spend more time with him later, when they were alone.
Then she turned to her Padawan, the distaste at being seen as beaten by someone else clearly showing on her face.