>“I don’t believe in a Dark Side. Not as such. Oh sure the Sith are real, I’m proof. But the Sith, what they are is a set of principles, techniques, approaches to power. It’s the Force User that chooses to be light or Dark. I did what I did because I felt it had to be done. Did Kyp Durron think any different when he blew up Cardia? Alema? She made her choice to use her power for evil. I chose to learn, to make myself stronger, more powerful. To help the Galaxy change and evolve. Which of us is the evil one?”
“A calculated fall is still a fall.” She doesn’t look at him when she speaks, keeps her eyes on the grass under her feet, bright green against black boots, “And just because you think you’re doing the right thing doesn’t mean you are.”
>“For a long time I said Jacen Solo was dead and I was just Caedus. But I don’t think that's true. I think that I was both. I think he was necessary. Someone I needed to become. Here, I don’t need him. Not completely. I call myself Jacen because...its safer. It’s easier. But I’m not ashamed of it”
He said he didn’t need the Jacen part of himself here, like aside from the name who he’d been was useless now, and Jaina wanted to yell at him, to hit him, maybe, to shake him until he understood what he was really doing. None of this I want to make things better for the galaxy slag, the greater good lies that he’d been telling himself, the lies he probably believed. She didn’t do any of those things, though, folding her arms closer to herself, pulling in and making herself look even smaller in her effort to hold it together, hold everything together.
>“This was a bad idea. You’re not ready to see this. Its why I kept away from you when you got here. You don’t have to grieve for me here. Or think you could have done better. You just have to think for a little while Jaina. You just have to decide if I’m still your brother or not.”
“No.” Her tone was surprisingly level when she spoke, and she managed to meet his eyes steadily and without more than a twist of nononothisiswrongfixit in her gut, one which didn’t show on her face, however obvious it might be to him otherwise; twin bond or not, she’s not going to look like the weak one, here. “I think you need to decide that. Not me.”
It sounded frighteningly like an ultimatum of sorts, and Jaina wasn’t entirely sure she didn’t mean it that way, at least a little bit.