And you will know. [It's said with conviction, a certainty in his voice.] You will know the old ways.
[The old ways. There was something bitter in that admission, the implication that there was now a new way. Canderous once held the past as close to his chest as armor plate, and it enclosed and protected him in equal measures just the same. He's learned to let go of it, but it will have to be pried from his dead body before he lets it go completely. There was the possibility that things had changed in Mandalorian culture in four thousand years, and whatever he says is completely wrong, but does he care? No. If that was the case, then Canderous had even more of a duty to teach him of their ways, as they were.]
The first thing you must know, [he says, choosing his words carefully. Not out of any kind of deceptive self-omission, but rather of honesty.] is that whatever you may have heard, we are not monsters.
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[The old ways. There was something bitter in that admission, the implication that there was now a new way. Canderous once held the past as close to his chest as armor plate, and it enclosed and protected him in equal measures just the same. He's learned to let go of it, but it will have to be pried from his dead body before he lets it go completely. There was the possibility that things had changed in Mandalorian culture in four thousand years, and whatever he says is completely wrong, but does he care? No. If that was the case, then Canderous had even more of a duty to teach him of their ways, as they were.]
The first thing you must know, [he says, choosing his words carefully. Not out of any kind of deceptive self-omission, but rather of honesty.] is that whatever you may have heard, we are not monsters.
[Not the most reassuring words to start to.]