[Canderous is silent for a long time too, but he's thinking. It's clear he's getting more angry by the second, again, and he's not sure how to stop. A youth whose teachings stopped when his father died, a clone of a Mandalorian who'd never met a Mandalorian, and the clone who's teaching him Mando'a, but only what he picked up. It made him despair.]
Scraps! Being fed bits of your heritage when you should have had it all from the start. Hah! [he spits, unapologetic. He's itching to hit something, and he scowls down at his hands as he flexes his knuckles.] We made the Republic tremble, once. The entire galaxy shook at our coming. And now this Galactic Empire raises an army of dar'manda, give them numbers like droids, and use them to fight their own battles?
[Cowards. Those soft-bellied fools. He'd had some limited respect for the Republic, after their defeat at their hands. Much more respect for individual warriors, like Carth and Revan. But this wipes all of it away right now. It was worse, in a way, that some of these clones were trained by Mando'ade. He pins down 622 with a gimlet stare, having come to a decision.]
I weep for our future. [he says, serious.] I am in mourning, if this is what we have - for our way of life, for our glory. You deserve to know what the Mandalorians are like. It is your right.
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Scraps! Being fed bits of your heritage when you should have had it all from the start. Hah! [he spits, unapologetic. He's itching to hit something, and he scowls down at his hands as he flexes his knuckles.] We made the Republic tremble, once. The entire galaxy shook at our coming. And now this Galactic Empire raises an army of dar'manda, give them numbers like droids, and use them to fight their own battles?
[Cowards. Those soft-bellied fools. He'd had some limited respect for the Republic, after their defeat at their hands. Much more respect for individual warriors, like Carth and Revan. But this wipes all of it away right now. It was worse, in a way, that some of these clones were trained by Mando'ade. He pins down 622 with a gimlet stare, having come to a decision.]
I weep for our future. [he says, serious.] I am in mourning, if this is what we have - for our way of life, for our glory. You deserve to know what the Mandalorians are like. It is your right.