"To show you it is not too late for you. It's not too late. You show some remorse with what's been done with the last station you were at. I didn't show an ounce of remorse for what I and done and someone saved me. I didn't have a child to mourn that drove me to..." Madness. "I was simply a stupid young Jedi that thought she knew better than her Masters."
Kytana let her hands slide down the sides of the sides of his mask, gently. And she was hesitant, but she took a step back. "Don't let madness and false promises keep you from your son. And don't think I do this because I fear you, and don't think we could best you, this is not what I expected when I drew you down here." She parted her over robe to expose the hilts of two lightsabres clipped to each hip, with a pair of blasters just behind. "But I was guided to do something else."
She let the sides of her robes fall, and her eyes met the dark recesses of his mask. "And I have a feeling that we will need you in order to help the other station."