"I didn't exactly intend for my secret to ever come out, but... I'm glad it did."
Back when his species was revealed, he had felt like fleeing. He'd trusted and believed in Thrawn's vision, but the man himself had been frightening. Had it not been for Altair's workaholism then perhaps they would be distant to each other still. Mistrustful and keeping each other at arm's length.
Now though, now he was glad for it.
Had things gone down differently, they certainly wouldn't be here. And maybe he never would have brought Thrass and Lorana back either, as twists and turns may have taken them both down other paths.
"And I know. I'm as good a friend as I am a Sith, no?"
Had he been any younger, then he might have seen himself otherwise- but he knew his value as a person too, and not just as a tool to be used.
Of course he knew his feelings for Thrawn were a bit different from those one would feel for a friend- a fact further punctuated by the racing of his heart at the general atmosphere and the seclusion of the statue garden- but he would say nothing of the sort, since he still had difficulties reading the other man and didn't want to do anything to make their relationship awkward again, even if it would be for a very different reason.
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Back when his species was revealed, he had felt like fleeing. He'd trusted and believed in Thrawn's vision, but the man himself had been frightening. Had it not been for Altair's workaholism then perhaps they would be distant to each other still. Mistrustful and keeping each other at arm's length.
Now though, now he was glad for it.
Had things gone down differently, they certainly wouldn't be here. And maybe he never would have brought Thrass and Lorana back either, as twists and turns may have taken them both down other paths.
"And I know. I'm as good a friend as I am a Sith, no?"
Had he been any younger, then he might have seen himself otherwise- but he knew his value as a person too, and not just as a tool to be used.
Of course he knew his feelings for Thrawn were a bit different from those one would feel for a friend- a fact further punctuated by the racing of his heart at the general atmosphere and the seclusion of the statue garden- but he would say nothing of the sort, since he still had difficulties reading the other man and didn't want to do anything to make their relationship awkward again, even if it would be for a very different reason.