Kailen (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=677250)<br/><br/>Kailen listens as the general speaks, but it is Arren Kae's words that really draw his attention.  It was true that contemplation seemed to be more the way of the Council than his way; he'd sometimes worried that this made him less of a Jedi.  It felt good to have reassurance from a master that it was his ideals, what he had inside, that made him a Jedi.  It was nearly identical to what he'd been telling himself for the last few weeks, but external reassurance was often easier to believe.<br/><br/>Listening to Merryn speak about Revan, Kailen found it difficult not to see the man in the same way.  And, of course, if Merryn, whose abilities with the Force far exceeded his own, well, it was all too easy to believe in Revan's destiny, even if Kailen had no ability to see it himself.  The words of both Merryn and Master Kae helped to further cement his belief that he was doing the right thing by leaving the order to join the fight against the Mandolorians.<br/><br/>The arrival of the food distracts Kailen for a bit.  Despite his hunger, which, as always, is impressive, he eats slowly.  His hands are more comfortable holding a lightsaber than fancy utensils.  To avoid clumsiness he eats with extra care.  The Correlian brandy, too, he sips slowly, swirling it around in the glass as he holds it up, a habit that he unconsciously picked up from Master Eomen.<br/><br/>Kailen's mouth is full as the General makes his offer, and the other two ask their questions.  Carefully, Kailen wipes his lips with his napkin, returning it to his lap before he speaks.  "When we be be leaving?  Or, errr, deployed?"  He was pretty sure that was the right term.  Enjoying the hospitality of the Republic as honored guests had been and interesting change, but it wasn't why he left the order, after all.