Well that was good. He got it, he understood the truth of what it meant to be what they were. Neither dark nor light, neither good nor evil. That wasn't the place for him or for Galen Marek. And they were the ones who would understand, not fools like Kyp Durron and Zekk, repressing so much of themselves just to try to be Jedi, just to try to be something other than what they were. Durron was the worst of them. Hypocrite. "You understand yes. It is for us to chose what we do with the gift. Choose and act."
At that the man sent a flurry of Force Lightning. Not at Galen, not quite. But near him. "Is that an evil thing, what I did. If I'd hit you, if I'd hit someone. Is that evil or would my intent be? What if I use such a skill in defense of my daughter. I've done that before you know. Saved her from an assassin. And she cried because she felt darkness in me. Did she feel the Sith, or the power. And where does that put my theory."
No he didn't see Galan as weak, far from it. In truth he wanted the man to understand. Because once he understood it wouldn't just be Jacen dealing with all of this. There would be two. "Did you ever call on it, when you were working with my mother and the others. Did you ever call on the dark?"