Before battle, I can be cautious, but once it starts, I enjoy wrecking everything. [And everyone that stood in his way. Aggression was how many Zabrak warriors operated, and it was probably their greatest strength. Droids and living beings suffered just the same when he had a target that was through a battlefield. Only his brother was an entity he would never raise his blade to unless it was for sparring.
He was then left wondering if the robots that raised Dirk were similar to droids. He related it to his brother who had also been raised by droids, and suddenly many of Dirk's qualities snapped into being sensible and even relatable. He had fought for his brother's version of affection, and while he recognized they were all rather broken in their own way, those raised in the company of droids didn't seem to fare nearly as well.] No wonder you're loud and boostful. Droids aren't the best with teaching emotional restraint or connection. [He should know. He had to literally force Maul to be his brother in the beginning.]
No. My brother was stolen from our planet and raised well away from me. My mother abandoned me to the Nightbrothers right after, and I was raised there by the clan. [He didn't mention that there had been plenty of the Brothers who wanted to kill him when all he did was make a fuss.] But I raised my younger brother when he came to the village. Feral... He's dead now.
[Savage stared at Dirk for a long unblinking moment, thinking about the question. That was far more serious than he was expecting to get with this immortal. He expected they were sizing each other up, picking uncomfortable questions to gauge reactions.] No, but happiness is hard to come by even here. It's easier to be angry and full of hate. It's what I know far more than happiness. Do you know what happiness is like?
[He nodded his head to the answer, understanding it. It was far more thoughtful than he would have expected from either of them. Yet, he knew a fight was coming because there would be a point where the questions and answers were too uncomfortable and it would be time for action.]
This place has a habit of putting you on the backfoot. Time will tell how you deal with it. Some people are just... helpless.
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He was then left wondering if the robots that raised Dirk were similar to droids. He related it to his brother who had also been raised by droids, and suddenly many of Dirk's qualities snapped into being sensible and even relatable. He had fought for his brother's version of affection, and while he recognized they were all rather broken in their own way, those raised in the company of droids didn't seem to fare nearly as well.] No wonder you're loud and boostful. Droids aren't the best with teaching emotional restraint or connection. [He should know. He had to literally force Maul to be his brother in the beginning.]
No. My brother was stolen from our planet and raised well away from me. My mother abandoned me to the Nightbrothers right after, and I was raised there by the clan. [He didn't mention that there had been plenty of the Brothers who wanted to kill him when all he did was make a fuss.] But I raised my younger brother when he came to the village. Feral... He's dead now.
[Savage stared at Dirk for a long unblinking moment, thinking about the question. That was far more serious than he was expecting to get with this immortal. He expected they were sizing each other up, picking uncomfortable questions to gauge reactions.] No, but happiness is hard to come by even here. It's easier to be angry and full of hate. It's what I know far more than happiness. Do you know what happiness is like?
[He nodded his head to the answer, understanding it. It was far more thoughtful than he would have expected from either of them. Yet, he knew a fight was coming because there would be a point where the questions and answers were too uncomfortable and it would be time for action.]
This place has a habit of putting you on the backfoot. Time will tell how you deal with it. Some people are just... helpless.