[The smile falters, frozen between a decision between continuing with the façade or letting down his guard.]
[Qui-Gon's asked Leia to trust him with far more than what he could tell her now--her father's life being one of those things. And although she's right, this isn't a matter of giving and taking favors, but to allow for some vulnerability beyond his sorry physical state. That alone is enough to push him to reconsider what he wants to say.]
[And for a moment, he nearly does.]
[But he's speaking with Leia Organa, someone who he knows will never betray her word. She's shown far more integrity than most people Qui-Gon's wound up trusting in the past, so why not?]
[The smile slowly disappears. He's choosing to let down his guard. Just a little.]
...
I was thinking about the Jedi. What we, as an Order, would have done had we survived the rise of the Empire.
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[Qui-Gon's asked Leia to trust him with far more than what he could tell her now--her father's life being one of those things. And although she's right, this isn't a matter of giving and taking favors, but to allow for some vulnerability beyond his sorry physical state. That alone is enough to push him to reconsider what he wants to say.]
[And for a moment, he nearly does.]
[But he's speaking with Leia Organa, someone who he knows will never betray her word. She's shown far more integrity than most people Qui-Gon's wound up trusting in the past, so why not?]
[The smile slowly disappears. He's choosing to let down his guard. Just a little.]
...
I was thinking about the Jedi. What we, as an Order, would have done had we survived the rise of the Empire.