"I wanted to believe in my master too, until she tried to kill me so she could take over my body," Altair said, knowing a similar sort of pain. With Sith one expected a certain amount of darkness, but Altair had still refused to even try and see it, because the truth was uncomfortable. Of course for him it had been that he was naive. For Lorana, it must have been something unthinkable. Because one was supposed to know where one stood with a just and noble Jedi. They believed in one another.

Sometimes a bit too much.

"Your master was as much a fool as he was cruel, then."

Just hearing about him, he sounded a lot like the sort of scum Altair had had to dispose of in the past.

"The Jedi are not superior to anyone else, nor are the Sith. Anyone who thinks like that should never lead. A wise leader must always be open to the viewpoints of others, and be willing to admit that they do not know everything. Not that I have any love for the Republic Senate or even the Republic itself or anything. But even a thousand chaotic voices is better than one moron who thinks they have some divine right to lead simply because the Force is a little stronger him."

Altair had been a leader in his own time, of course. Still, he'd never thought himself above his people even though he could have and it would have been accepted. But he'd always thought that it was important to keep an open mind, and to value input from others, regardless of whether they were Force sensitive or not. Sith and Jedi were powerful, but they were not omniscient nor omnipotent, much as they might want to present themselves in such a way.

"To change and adapt is important though, yes. Neither the Sith nor the Jedi can do that any more. You and I can, though. With a little help from friends, I think we can both change for the better."