"No need to apologize. I realize that I navigate the world in a way that makes it seem like I can indeed see."

And he could, both with his eyes and with the Force, but. Long and complicated explanations, again. He would tell the truth eventually. He wanted to do it soon, but he really was nervous about it.

"I did," Along with sensing the shift, though he said nothing of the sort, "And I see. He sounds like my kind of spirit then. I've become rather touchy about them, too. At this point I'm starting to believe that the only good Templar is a dead one, honestly."