"My life isn't more important than yours." He said.
He didn't know what she was referring to. "Malachor" wasn't a word that had come up in his dreams yet.
"Don't let some idea of triumphing over evil bring you down with me."
He crouched down and held out his hand towards Majy, who was still enjoying the snow. But the bantha came to his hand and he could put the lead lines on them.
He stayed there. "Are you okay?" It was a slight shift in the conversation.