[Ezra listens with rapt attention, actually, a few micro expressions flitting across his face - a hint of a smile at the art galleries, although he does wonder if Thrawn asked the local talent if he could display their works. A pressing together of the lips at the mention of killing another inmate and being killed in return.
He's only died the once, to his memory, and who knows how much that resembles what happens here, but that experience is something he wishes on anyone. He's tempted to ask if Thrawn thinks that's end of that exchange, but well, he doesn't want to sound like he's lecturing, and they'll find out eventually, won't they?]
Yes, Thrawn, I asked because I wanted to know. [Assuming that run down is accurate, albeit almost certainly selective, it's more insight into how the man actually thinks than he's ever had before. And fractured along pairing lines, not role, that's actually interesting, as far as insight into local politics goes.
With some humor-] Partly because I assumed you'd be some sort of methodical. [A visible breath, steeling himself-]
Jumping into hyperspace on the Chimaera. That was my branching off point.
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He's only died the once, to his memory, and who knows how much that resembles what happens here, but that experience is something he wishes on anyone. He's tempted to ask if Thrawn thinks that's end of that exchange, but well, he doesn't want to sound like he's lecturing, and they'll find out eventually, won't they?]
Yes, Thrawn, I asked because I wanted to know. [Assuming that run down is accurate, albeit almost certainly selective, it's more insight into how the man actually thinks than he's ever had before. And fractured along pairing lines, not role, that's actually interesting, as far as insight into local politics goes.
With some humor-] Partly because I assumed you'd be some sort of methodical. [A visible breath, steeling himself-]
Jumping into hyperspace on the Chimaera. That was my branching off point.