Moyr listened patiently. She had finished eating, so she mostly occupied her hands by stroking her lekku thrown to the front, over her bosom. There was no nodding, no head-shaking, no ironic grimaces. When she decided to speak back, she sought Kristal's eyes. The woman's honesty deserved a token of the same.
"I don't doubt he thinks he loves you. His sense of attachment to your trio, and to you, especially with the bond of lost fathers you now share, is a strong one. You are anchoring each other in the happier, more carefree times before the brutality of Imperial politics has caught up with you. It's not that strange to seek refuge and reprieve in the happy past when the present does not live up to the template. When you are suddenly required to be adults. This might be the core of the problem, Kristal Serasai. Hitting puberty and thus expressing old bonds through intimacy is not a sign of any new quality. You nurture the boy in him even if this is not what you'd wish. An irresponsible boy who would get laid around to ease his pains, doubts and indecisions and lie around about it so as, in his mind, not to hurt those who feels so strong an attachment to. You and that other girl, you're keeping him reliant on you, absolved from responsibility for his own actions. Weak."
Moyr's golden gaze upped its intensity, but the voice remained calm.
"I don't need a boy. I don't respect a boy. I accept no boyish excuses. I am not his childhood sweetheart to mollycoddle him. I make demands of him. I am a challenge to him. I nurture a strong, decisive man who can make hard choices and live with them. Who does not make empty promises or drowns himself in apologies but acts on his commitments and makes sacrifices. I bet on Sylvain Torsin becoming such a man for me. I see the signs of it, even if it is a really possibility that I am wrong. That I will be as hurt and devastated as you are now. That he will make my heart bleed because of a petty betrayal he will have the lamest of excuses for. But as you already know, Kristal Serasai, I am a ruthless risk-taker."
She paused to salivate her tongue after speaking much.
"There is no better moment for him to kill the petulant boy and claim his destiny. To become a true Sith Lord. And if he commits to this path, I'll be there for him to support him in seeing it through, without holding back."
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