[He called back-] Not what I'd call living anythings, no!
[But there is...something. A concentration of energy-
And then, he gets the sudden urge to move. The sort that kept him alive on the streets, long before he understood anything about where those instincts came from.
He flings himself to knock Ahsoka out of the way, and his lightsaber whips up from his belt into his hand, green blade ignites, and blocks a blaster shot, in the span of barely a second.]
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[But there is...something. A concentration of energy-
And then, he gets the sudden urge to move. The sort that kept him alive on the streets, long before he understood anything about where those instincts came from.
He flings himself to knock Ahsoka out of the way, and his lightsaber whips up from his belt into his hand, green blade ignites, and blocks a blaster shot, in the span of barely a second.]