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Sadr stopped short as Deiyi appeared before them once more...no wait, it actually was Deiyi. Although she did look a bit more damaged in person than she did when she was speaking to them in Force form. Scars were scattered across her body, as if she'd been through an alley full of Lightsabers drawn and tearing chunks out of her. He saw the red line across her neck and guessed why she continued to speak through mind telepathy. He was interested in how that happened.

He felt a tug from his belt and looked down to see the unique blade he found come off his belt once more, leaving him with two Lightsabers once more. When the bronze blade activated, it was like the whole room was sucked of it's air, every captivated eye was trained on her. It was here that he felt the presence of Kinara following them and watched the tension grow within her. He wondered what kind of history the Grey Jedi had with Deiyi to make her react that way. He also wondered if he would ever get to wield Deiyi's Lightsaber again.

"What? Do I have something in my hair?"

Sadr realized he was staring and immediately looked to the floor, "No, it's just...you looks so different in person than how you presented yourself to me."

He took on the role of bystander as the one called Byron walked forward and embraced her in a hug, having a much more emotional reaction to seeing Deiyi in front of them. It was a moment Sadr chose not to ruin.