[ Her words find some traction with him if the growl is anything to go by and it's a curious thing. When she first came across him, she didn't know what to expect. Maybe a fight. She was armed and ready to defend herself for such an act but that's not what she wanted and it seemed neither did he. He didn't antagonize her. Didn't even recognize her. Which left her wondering, who exactly did he think she was? A Jedi.

Her lips purse together in dismay. She walked away from the order before she ever got the chance to pass the trials. She was no Jedi. Perhaps that's why she lingers on the weariness in his voice. He was lost just like she'd been after she was cast out of the Order and turned over to the Republic to stand trial. It took years before she found her way back from that dark period in her life. She understood him from that regard - the failed apprentice. But she also knew that's where their similarities ended. She wanted to help people, Maul only wanted to help himself. She'd moved on from her former Master, while he still considered himself his student. That was the difference between them, what set them apart. ]

Everything comes to pass at one point. The Jedi rise, then the Sith. Then back to the Jedi. Nothing lasts. We're all merely balancing acts for the Force while it finds equilibrium.