Kailen (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=677250)<br/><br/>Kailen smiles but his blue eyes are subdued.  He glances away for a moment as Merryn goes to comfort the wounded Jekin, ruthlessly quashing the unworthy emotion.  "That's not quite the whole story."  Kailen says.  His rich baritone, too, is warm but slightly subdued, some of his usual humor and flair absent.  "Jekin here went toe to toe with their leader, a mean Kel Dor.  Then, he ended up riding their speeder to the ground, and helped to save lives, pulling one of them from the wreckage."<br/><br/>His smile broadens as he steps closer.  "Very well done, Jekin."  He says, reaching up to clap his fellow on the shoulder; a little stiffly, his ribs aching where the Kel Dor had given him a solid kick.  It was nothing compared to his pride, of course, memory of his own performance reaching out to sting him.<br/><br/>Stepping back, Kailen shakes his head, smiling ruefully, his manner still unusually subdued.  "I hope these soldiers were the exception and not the rule.  Because..."  He declines to finish, shaking his head again.