They're not looking to turn me. [Which is what she supposes this is here for, this set up. Revan wouldn't needlessly throw away followers. It's not his style.

The pain starts again, slow. It takes a few moments before she begins to feel it, but it's nothing. Nothing compared to what she's already gone through, nothing like the pain of Malachor. But even she knows that something small and continuous will build up.]

It's much easier to lie to yourself than anyone else, isn't it? To force yourself into thinking that what you're doing is right.