For a moment, the Sith regarded the Jedi over his shoulder, thoughtfully, head slightly tilted. Then he let out a quiet sigh and returned his gaze, if not his undivided attention, to the wall, running his fingertips over the stone.<br/><br/>"That you're every bit as... human, as everyone else," he answered at length, pausing the motion and just staring at his own hand. "Just ten times as set on denying it. You really thought I meant to the death? As if that's the only kind of fighting a Sith could ever do?" Another pause, after which he slowly turned around, leaning his back against the wall and crossing first his ankles, then his arms. His countenance was still bold, but perhaps a bit less lewd; the mockery was gone, though that wasn't necessarily a good thing. He was certainly harder to read now. "What 'they' say is that you're all about obeying orders and whatever morality is fed to you from above. You'd hunt an entire species to extinction if and when someone could convince you it was for the greater good -" The Sith held up a hand to stop a potential protest. "Yeah, I mean mine, and no, I don't hold you accountable, so no need to get started on that. Anyway, it seems to me like you could use a sense of humour."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>