Snippet #2724281

"You couldn't hurt me if you tried..."

A small flash of anger went cascading through Sadr's body at the arrogance of the comment, though he was more than capable of hiding it. That was a behavioral trait of Siths he typically didn't like. Many felt like they were invincible and went out of their way to try and show others that they couldn't be hurt. Not by anything. It was a strength in it of itself, as showing bravado typically made one's appearance like that of a predator and not of prey. However, it was super easy to catch them off guard with nary more than a quick strike. There was an inner happiness building up within him at the thought of gutting this Sith like a fish.

But he fought off the instinct. Not the time nor the place for it.

The conversation went quickly over to him. "Your friend seems quite nervous..." The coy glance towards Sadr was enough to impose a cynical look back, their eyes locking like the clashing of swords. Her curious and hungry stare as she tried to get a read on exactly who he was while his challenge in his own golden iris showing nothing but inferiority towards what he was looking at...this was a battle in it of itself. In a Temple where open combat was prohibited, mind games were a must. And Sadr was all too good at getting into the rationale of others.

Just like Master taught me...

"You couldn't make me nervous if you tried..." he switched the word play up on her and let a small knowing grin slip out. In a way, he was letting her know exactly what he thought of her and her representation in behavior. She wasn't anything new to deal with.

"Let's go," he inclined his head towards Vir and nodded towards the direction they were set to go down before taking his first steps down that path. He needed to find Deiyi. She was the only one he could trust right now besides Vir.