[ There is a faint electric crackle in the air when the Helmsman is pulled towards Darkleer, like he doesn't entirely have complete control of his psionics. After an entire week without them, it isn't particularly surprising. ]
Functhional.
[ His voice is very small, but it's fairly amazing that he's managed to snap out of the blank state his emotional turmoil had knocked him into to begin with. ]
Functhional. Everything ith. Glory to the Empire. To Her Imperiouth Condethenthion.
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Functhional.
[ His voice is very small, but it's fairly amazing that he's managed to snap out of the blank state his emotional turmoil had knocked him into to begin with. ]
Functhional. Everything ith. Glory to the Empire. To Her Imperiouth Condethenthion.