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He's really only helping because he thinks Tobias's life has been bad enough already; he hasn't particularly liked either of the twins since those comments about him being Carcer's bitch. "Good."

No need to upset him even further.

Even if he is Carcer's bitch. >:D

Trever turns on heel and marches into the rest of the house, calling out for Tobias.

Saying this would likely end in Trever getting shocked on the earlobe as a reprimand. And in Revan leaving, more than likely.

Which is why he didn't say it! He's not stupid. Stumping around the house, Trever looked for Tobias. "Tobias? You here?"

He can feel you stumping, Trever.

He is, in fact, there, waiting for him around the corner and leaning on his cane. "I'm supposing you can explain why I can't feel Kale? More importantly, why I'm feeling a pair of Revans?"

Well goody for him.

Trever draws up short and blows noisily out of his mouth. "Kale... isn't himself... and isn't here."

"I noticed he isn't here. What do you mean, isn't himself?"

Revan's rather adept at sneaking; it wasn't hard to follow them. He leans himself against the wall before speaking. "He means that maybe you should keep a closer eye on your padawan, Tob'ika."

"He thinks he's someone else... or a mixture of someone elses." With a sigh, Trever explained what he told Revan about what happened with Kale when they were fifteen.

"I see," he says finally, with a quiet sigh. "I wish I'd known before, but aside from trying to talk him down, I don't know what I could do to help." Because he doubts that pulling Kale out of the Force would be good for his health or for Trever's.

"Why do you think I am still here, then?" Revan rumbles. "Either I wipe his memory, or you sever his connection to the Force. And we both know how well that turned out the last time, do we not?"

Hello... what? Sever his connection to the Force? Sever his connection to him? He'd be alone?

"What? No! You can't cut him off," Trever says with a shake of his head. "We just have to find him... and..." He stumbles looking for words. "Fix him."

Tobias puts a hand on Trever's shoulder and squeezes gently. "We will." He shoots a look at Revan that clearly says 'I can't believe you just said that!'

Subject change! "Do you have any ideas where he might have gone?"

Revan shrugs at the look. "Just saying, even if you 'fix' him now, it will just happen again. And I might not be around the next time."

He nods. "We do." And a little Force-nudge for Trever. G'wan, tell him.

"..." at the Force-nudge, but does not Force-shove back. See! He knows restraint! "We think he might think he's Revan. When he was a Sith."

Tobias raises his eyebrows. "... well of all the Gorram luck..."

"There is no luck..." Revan starts, but trails off when Tobias glares at him again, and just grins.

Blah, blah yaddity Yah. This isn't finding Kale. Hello.

Trever gives both of them a disapproving glare. And then to Revan he asks, "If you weren't feeling well, where would have you gone?"

"These days? Home, or to my father's apartment. In the old days it was always Malachor V." He notes the twitch that Tobias makes.

Trever closes his eyes for a moment, letting himself try and dig back to how Kale was acting, how he felt, which he might have gone to. He felt far too dark than the Revan before him.

Opening his eyes, he gave his head a little shake. "I think he went to Malachor V."

"Then Malachor is where we have to go." And he needs to tell Carcer that he's going.

"If he thinks he is me, he will have picked up another lightsaber; I loathe fighting with just one. I have to go speak with Carcer; try to find out whose he took while I am gone." He's used to falling into old habits like using the commanding Dark Lord voice.

Have to go get your master's permission to go somewhere without him? =P Though Trever doesn't even remotely think about saying that. Dark Lord voice or not.

"And we're going to...?" he askes instead, indcating Tobias and himself.

It was part of a deal he made with Carcer. And he doesn't want to worry him, either.

"Figure out which of you is missing a lightsaber," he replies. "Because I am certain that Tob'ika would not leave those 'sabers of his unmodified."

"And then go to Malachor and wait for Revan to get done and meet us there," Tobias anticipates, which gets a slight nod out of the ex-Sith.

"Right... okay." He takes a breath, hand drifting to his side where his lightsaber -his father's lightsaber- still rested. He still has his, so that leaves Tobias and Revan.

He runs his hand through his hair and glances at Tobias. He has NO idea how to get Malachor.