It's easy to look back, in retrospect, and wonder what would've happened if she'd believed Cal the first time, when he said that he didn't want to fight. They could've helped each other earlier, maybe, even if it all probably would've ended in the same way.

Or maybe not. Malicos' brazen betrayal had galvanized her, and Cal—she doesn't know exactly what happened between the time he left Dathomir and then returned, but she gets the feeling that he'd changed too. But there's no point in chasing what ifs now, and so she shoves the thought aside.

"Yes, I do know now," she says, putting a slight, dry emphasis on the last word, and shoots him a look, even if it's somewhat subdued. After a pause, she tips her head back so that she can consider him down the length of her nose, and asks wryly, "What would you have done had I not returned your lightsaber to you?" Would you still be a peacekeeper then, Cal?