[ quietly he hisses as ezra helps him to his feet and once he gets up he carefully saunters to the bed to sit on it instead. he isn't ready to be mobile yet. the comment goes unanswered, but silently he thinks the same. he's glad ezra is alright and fears what could happen the next time. that fear is his power and so he does not shun it, but instead lets it consume him.

yet then he feels the light again, a warm glow, and straightens up. senses sharpen and something in him recoils again. ]

This Resistance is getting stronger. [ he decides to say, wanting to divert the conversation away from his wellbeing or lack of. ] The Grand Inquisitor is going to increase our time off base. They must be crushed.