You do not need to make peace with the past to let go of it. She growled, eyes flashing in the darkness as she considered her next move.

Jacen's pain was a dull ache, a lack of forgiveness of himself more than anything else. The pain of a loss that couldn't be replaced, a very human sensation, yet one she could relate to. But she couldn't be friendly, or too kind in this guise.

Enjoy your life while you can, boy she growled, You never know when death will find you.