"I want you to<em>come with me,</em>" he said, annoyed. "If you run again there<em>will</em>be a clashing of blades." Being a Jedi, Fal was<em>reasonably</em>celibate. As such, he found himself enamored with his prey. She was nearly indeterminate, but with her hair down and that defiant gleam in her eyes, he could see her femininity burning brightly within her. Pledging to keep his Jedi oath, this time anyway, he offered her the chance to come with him, or face the consequences.