Kailen (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=677250)<br/><br/>"Um."  Kailen says noncommittally in response to the General's comment on his heritage.  He'd wondered if the General would recognize it, but, as usual he wasn't sure quite how to react, or how it would affect the General's view of him.  He does shoot a quick glance at Jekin, though, wondering if his fellow would be as nonplussed as he was about the mention of his parentage.<br/><br/>He was likely unsure how to interpret the General's strange fixation on Nory's unique hair.  It seemed... fetishistic?  Was he approving or disapproving?  Master Kae's gentle rebuke told Kailen that his mild distaste for the General's action was probably appropriate; Kailen frowns gently.  His frown softens as Nory applies the unpleasant appellation to herself.  Perhaps the General's remark had stung her.  Kailen leans closer, his voice scarcely a murmur.  "But you're by far my favorite genetic abomination."  Hopefully the little joke would take some of the sting away, although it wouldn't be the first time his sense of humor had gotten him into trouble.<br/><br/>Glancing down at the menu, Kailen frowns.  There were so many dishes.  Half of them had ingredients he'd never heard of.  The other half seemed to have things done to them that he couldn't imagine.  Could you really pickle that?  Kailen clears his throat.  Finally, his eyes fall on a dish he recognizes: the roasted dr'uun with Rodian peppers.  At the mention of Correlian Brandy, Kailen looks up, his blue eyes alight.  "Correlian Brandy sounds great, actually."  It had been one of Master Eomen's favorite drinks, Kailen recalls on the rare occasions where his old master had indulged.<br/><br/>Ah.  The big question.  Kailen rubs at his chin thoughtfully as he considers.  Somewhat fortunately, Nory, always better with words, goes first, giving him more time to think.  Unbidden, thoughts of his largely forgotten family come to his mind.  He knew that they had a long history of service to the Republic.  Was he just following in their footsteps?  He'd considered it many times, both leading up to and following his decision to leave the order, and hadn't yet come to an answer.  As for the question at hand... Kailen shrugs, his broad shoulders rising and falling.  "It's the right thing to do."  He says, his deep voice serious.  "The Jedi have always been willing to fight in the defense of the innocent.  It's not for nothing that I wear my lightsaber, and train with it every day.  I want the people of the Republic to be safe and free, and if I have to fight for that, well, so be it."  He smiles, then, his blue eyes lighting up once more.  "Besides, if those closest to me made the same decision, I know I'm in good company."