[ There's a play of emotions on Cal's face that Dagan can't quite grasp. His connection to the Force still feels murky like trying to reach for things through something thick and viscous, but he can't sense of of the anger he was trying to provoke. He should be able to even through that.
It's petty, juvenile even but something been itching him since he got here and he doesn't like it and the last thing he remembers before being yanked out of some water is this doggedly persistent redhead and his sidekick with a jetpack and a shirt two sizes too small. ]
Who are you to dictate where I should and should not be?
[ His voice comes out as low hiss, the frustration he'd been hoping to provoke blossoming in him instead. ]
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It's petty, juvenile even but something been itching him since he got here and he doesn't like it and the last thing he remembers before being yanked out of some water is this doggedly persistent redhead and his sidekick with a jetpack and a shirt two sizes too small. ]
Who are you to dictate where I should and should not be?
[ His voice comes out as low hiss, the frustration he'd been hoping to provoke blossoming in him instead. ]