[Jate gehat'ik, vod. Canderous lifts his head sharply at the sound on instinct, his face turning to the voice who'd said it. He looks right at him, a boy staring boldly back, half-hidden by the clamor, and...]
[It gives him pause. It's been a long time since he's seen a Mandalorian youth, and he's a bit taken aback by the realization. It makes sense - his mercenary rut on Taris hadn't involved many families that would settle there. And almost every other Mandalorian the crew of the Ebon Hawk had met, Canderous had to kill for raising arms against them for one reason or another. He hadn't been too torn up at the thought - cowards and the dregs, all of them. But there was something still unfortunate about it. Weren't too many of them, these days.]
[More reminders of how far they had fallen. Still, it was good to see a reminder that there was still a future for them.]
Vor'e. Su cuy'gar, adiik. [he says with a nod of acknowledgement as he stands up, suddenly ignoring the rest of the audience as he does so. It holds little interest for him, now. Then he continues in Mando'a, a small twitch tugging at the corner of his mouth, pulling at the scar there.] I have better tales of my exploits than this.
B;^)
[It gives him pause. It's been a long time since he's seen a Mandalorian youth, and he's a bit taken aback by the realization. It makes sense - his mercenary rut on Taris hadn't involved many families that would settle there. And almost every other Mandalorian the crew of the Ebon Hawk had met, Canderous had to kill for raising arms against them for one reason or another. He hadn't been too torn up at the thought - cowards and the dregs, all of them. But there was something still unfortunate about it. Weren't too many of them, these days.]
[More reminders of how far they had fallen. Still, it was good to see a reminder that there was still a future for them.]
Vor'e. Su cuy'gar, adiik. [he says with a nod of acknowledgement as he stands up, suddenly ignoring the rest of the audience as he does so. It holds little interest for him, now. Then he continues in Mando'a, a small twitch tugging at the corner of his mouth, pulling at the scar there.] I have better tales of my exploits than this.