<strong>Torven</strong><br/><br/>For his part, the other Jedi chuckled, "Don't worry about it, when we're alone, whatever's most comfortable for you.  Some of the master'd have a fit, though, if you do that around them."  Torven was generally lax about such things, though it was a reminder of what he'd never achieve.  On the mats, in practices, he was very strict, however.  Afterall, what he taught was a matter of life and death, survival and dissolution.<br/><br/>Unthinkingly, his eyes roamed briefly over Isulura, taking in her close beauty once more.  While the new Order had taken away the restrictions on love and marriage, supposedly because of Master Skywalker's father, he still hadn't been able to bring himself to fully think of her . . . well, he had, but had shut it away.  Possibly because of how he'd found her.  Probably that, yes.<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote from: NikitaFirestar</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Noticing how he'd paused as he looked at her, Isulura's mind brushes against his lightly. <em>"Is everything alright, Master?"</em></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/><em>Of course, nothing unusual.  Just thinking is all.</em>He simply thought, having no talent with telepathic contact yet, except when one or the other was in trouble.