"That obvious, huh?" He asked, with a touch of humor to his voice.

Well, Altair was fairly certain that anyone could see it, if they were looking. He had his reasons, of course. None that he'd get into now though. The only people who needed to know was him and Thrawn. Altair wasn't sure, if he'd been lied to and made to be a scapegoat by his family, or if Chiss attitudes toward the Force had changed over the thousands of years that had passed between then and now.

If he went digging in the Ascendancy he'd probably find an answer. History was never as far gone as it seemed, even if the whole picture couldn't be found. There were parts that were washed away by the sands of time, but it had been his job to piece the past together, to find that which had been hidden away.

But the fact that it would take him to the Ascendancy meant that it certainly wouldn't happen for years.

"... I can imagine. He leads with such confidence, he always seems to be ten steps ahead, he's logical, rational..."

Was he gushing? He was gushing. He absolutely was. It was still okay, he supposed. Whenever he spoke about Thrawn these days, the people around him merely pitied him, for what they thought was a one-sided crush. He didn't know what Thrawn had told Eli about their relationship, but he'd let the human come to whatever conclusion he wanted.

"... You should tell me about those years, when you feel like it."

The situation, along with the fact that they'd more or less only just met, made now a less than ideal time for long conversations, really.

"I'd like to hear. Not only about him, but about you too. You're obviously important to him. I want to know more about you too."

Kind, observant, intelligent. Altair could see why the two of them got along.