Procion stared. Then he blinked. Then, he laughed. The sound was as it had been, pleasant and catchy, not mocking, and with a shake of his pale red mane, the pureblood extinguished the lightsaber in his hand and tossed it back to its owner, effectively disarming himself. The tension drained from the situation like water through a sieve as the Sith let himself relax, turning to face partially away, and walking over to the mossy patch by the cave wall, still chuckling and shaking his head. " 'I could kiss you, if you want'," he muttered quietly and laughed again. "Unbelievable. Come on." Without even looking back, he made a beckoning gesture.<br/><br/>Whether Johte followed or not, the Sith then indicated a spot in the wall about a metre off the ground, slightly to the side from the puddle. "It'll take some precision, but my scans suggest the wall is thinnest here, and it should be above water level. We should be able to punch through, and then we can go from there. Hell, maybe you can even get that bath you wanted. Oh, and I'd like my lightsaber back, if you don't mind." He shook his head again, turning to look back.<br/><br/>"Everything they say about the Jedi is true, huh?"<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>