She shook her head. "No, Darth Bel’lah is from my era. We actually fought together against some of the greater threats in the galaxy." The tone she held when speaking of the Sith was a respectful one rather than disdain as many might expect. But Kestriel half smiled, "Not that I would encourage you to trust her just because I respect her and many of the other Sith."
"History was a little vague at times about the fate of Revan after he left." That was putting it lightly. "I'm not even sure just how much his descendants knew of it until he was found. Honestly, it wasn't until my era that much of the truth came out." She knew how vague that sounded and Kestriel struggled to explain herself better. Revan's history, well history for her, future for Meetra, was one of the most twisted things she knew of, and she only knew parts of it as told to her from those that were there for it all. "Even the Revanites, a cult that spun off from his teachings, didn't have the truth. It's rather complicated actually." She stepped away from the frame and entered the ship, assuming Meetra would follow. "But if we're going to get into that, you may want to change your mind about the tea. Something strong might make it easier.".