[Barriss answers immediately, keeping her hands up, the picture of open honesty. She is not lying when she speaks, and trying to make it all the more obvious that the weapon isn't necessary. Her posture remains stiff even after the saber clicks off. There's a furtive wariness to her stance and the desire to just bolt in the face of that rage is almost overpowering. But she manages to hold herself together.]
You feel like Ahsoka Tano. But...you can't be her. You're fully grown.
[Her eyes open slowly, taking in the hard lines of the togruta's face, but never once meeting her gaze. She's afraid of what she'll see there, if she looks too deeply. Rage, the yellowing that accompanied a fall into the Darkness, and something else. The fury that was directed at her was almost palpable, and that meant something. Even if it was just...confusing.
Face falling, Barriss starts mumbling to herself]
How would that even be possible? Ahsoka is younger than me, and two people can't feel the same...? Can they?
It sure is.
[Barriss answers immediately, keeping her hands up, the picture of open honesty. She is not lying when she speaks, and trying to make it all the more obvious that the weapon isn't necessary. Her posture remains stiff even after the saber clicks off. There's a furtive wariness to her stance and the desire to just bolt in the face of that rage is almost overpowering. But she manages to hold herself together.]
You feel like Ahsoka Tano. But...you can't be her. You're fully grown.
[Her eyes open slowly, taking in the hard lines of the togruta's face, but never once meeting her gaze. She's afraid of what she'll see there, if she looks too deeply. Rage, the yellowing that accompanied a fall into the Darkness, and something else. The fury that was directed at her was almost palpable, and that meant something. Even if it was just...confusing.
Face falling, Barriss starts mumbling to herself]
How would that even be possible? Ahsoka is younger than me, and two people can't feel the same...? Can they?