Kytana knew she had felt something very familiar, yet had not been able to put her finger on what it was, more often than not. She'd sensed the same power during the battle with the Reapers. She finally had her answer when he made himself visible. Oddly, she relaxed. A little smile touched her lips.
Rather than take her gaze from the disk in her hands, she twisted, and toyed with a few variables to change the height, and the shoulder girth. "Written words don't often do justice. How is that? Better?" Her gaze then met his. "I'm also working on a bit of a recording, but I am not sure I have the timbre of the voice right."
She offered him the holodisk, so that he might see for himself. "But, if I may, I will offer that you are much more pleasing to the eye, than their description portrays."