Elsa & Imperius
"I am. It was my only home for a time." Lomea missed her personal ship. Though it wasn't all that warm or inviting it had been useful. It had felt like home, at a time when it had been the only place she had, before she'd become Darth Imperius.
"Fear can be useful." Lomea stopped in front of a door. It opened when she waved her hand in the direction of the controls. "To hold others in line. To give yourself something to focus on. But you cannot let it control you."
She smiled, one corner of her lips quirking up. The Force told her much, though not everything. She had to guess a lot of the time. "It is so easy to let it control you. Clearly, you do not wish this. So what is it you wish? Perhaps I can help you. This is not well know, but I was afraid once."
True to her word, the room was filled with plants. Flowers and ferns, and even a few trees. One of the botanists was on duty, and she nodded at him.