A figure shrouded in brown robes sharply says 'I don't even know why I still trust you! You almost got me captured and killed.' A figure shrouded in brown robes growls. A figure shrouded in brown robes sharply says 'I'm fething alone and the entire galaxy is against me and I am powerless to do anything.' A figure shrouded in brown robes sharply says 'What a nice mess Ba'buir has left me with.' Dayana's eyes flash and she stands up, her posture strong and defiant. "If you're going to question my loyalty after I watched you and Cronus destroy two of my friends, one who was like a -father to me-, and know that I still meet with you, and Cronus, and do what I can on behalf of this company regardless if it will keep my employees safe, I will gladly see you to the door, Saren." She frowns deeply, her eyes locking with your own through your helmet. "You're not alone. Don't talk to me about 'Why do I even still trust you', when I still stand here with you. When I went, alone, to Kuat today to speak with Bleak, a man who has openly told me that he does -not- trust my husband." You firmly say to A figure shrouded in brown robes 'I do more stupid things for you and whatever remains of your friends than I would care to admit to anyone. Don't make me regret it anymore, or you will only ever speak with -me- from now on, and I'm a thousand times less helpful than Dayana ever is.' A figure shrouded in brown robes crosses his arms and stands firm, a grimace forming inside his helmet, his eyes widened, clearly in shock at the response. After a long silence, he admits, "Well, you do make sense." You bluntly say to A figure shrouded in brown robes 'Ofcourse I make sense. I don't do that frilly diplomat stuff that Dayana does.' A figure shrouded in brown robes sharply says to you 'You would make a good Emperor.' A figure shrouded in brown robes sharply says to you 'I'm sorry that I come across as insulting, I've been stressed lately. The Republic has been pounding us constantly.' A figure shrouded in brown robes sharply says to you 'I'm sorry about your friends, there was nothing that could have been done. It was either our lives, or theirs, and we came out on top.' You nod in agreement to him. You say to A figure shrouded in brown robes 'We are still bitter towards the Jedi Saira for her... ordering of Deminar.' A figure shrouded in brown robes moves over to the table and sits on it. "Well, looks like we will be waiting for the moment." A figure shrouded in brown robes whispers into a comlink. Dayana frowns at you, snapping her fingers. "Ass off my table, Darkcloud." "That's General Darkcloud, Miss."A figure shrouded in brown robes stands up and emphatically wipes the table clean of any marks. Dayana crosses her arms at you, looking at you firmly. "Ass off my table, General Darkcloud."