<strong>Torven</strong><br/><br/>He chuckled, glanced down the top of her outfit and smiled, "Don't I know that . . ."  Torven's eyes met her's then.  He became serious again and nodded.  "I just . . . . I don't know what exactly I want, I guess . . .," the Jedi said, an uncharacteristic note of uncertainty entering his voice, "I do know that I don't want to hurt you, and don't want to feel like I've become one of the 'masters' in your old life."