Canderous narrows his eyes in thought as Orren explains, but just gives him a frank nod when he's finished. "I see." It's an easy answer, but this isn't about him, really. Not his place. It's about Khaar - or something - and Canderous is just along for the ride. He's suspicious of the Council, and suspicious of Organa - but as long as he gets what he wants out of this, he'll keep it to himself for now.
But a faint smile comes across his face when Orren mentions Malak, and Canderous adds with approval, thumping Organa on the shoulder if he'll allow it: "Hah! Now the day that comes, that will be a worthy battle. A fight that might even rival the final battles of the war."
It's like he's almost looking forward to Malak trying his best to kill them. No, not almost - definitely. He's excited to hear it, his heart almost leaping free at the thought.
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But a faint smile comes across his face when Orren mentions Malak, and Canderous adds with approval, thumping Organa on the shoulder if he'll allow it: "Hah! Now the day that comes, that will be a worthy battle. A fight that might even rival the final battles of the war."
It's like he's almost looking forward to Malak trying his best to kill them. No, not almost - definitely. He's excited to hear it, his heart almost leaping free at the thought.