While Galen still had a hot temper, he knew better than to just go running off on his own to find Moriarty and kill him. Besides, the stupid Irishman hadn't harmed Gaia and thus was not deserving death. He listened to her calmly explain Hercules' actions and he shrugged. "Jedi are the same way." He ran a hand through his hair. "Wouldn't know though. I'm no Jedi." His words were anything but bitter. It was merely a statement of fact.
He nodded some. "It's alright Gaia. You had a debt to pay and it's paid." Feeling her hand on his cheek he found himself leaning towards it, a small smile on his face. Seeing her gaze trail his form he felt his body respond. He stared at her eyes, his own dark with desire. "If you wish to," he murmured. He leaned in, brushing his lips against hers.