“Obviously, I don’t seem to care.” A snort escaped his lips, “What I chose to do is not something you should consider, but rather I am doing what I want to do. if you don’t like it? Well, we might have a problem.”
Her head lowered slightly. “Your father is indeed a traitor to the Jedi but I wouldn’t say the same for the Empire and the First Order, though I’m sure he is viewed as such.”
Revan looked up at her son then, a soft smile tugging at the corners of her mouth. “As for me, well…I’m just as surprised as you are that he hasn’t run from me. But he said he wouldn’t, and he’s kept to his word on that at least.”
“He gave oaths of loyality not just to the Empire, but the First Order as well. I know the stories — he betrayed the Empire and he also betrayed the First Order by leaving.”
There was a huff, “I bet he only hasn’t run since he has use for you. A use that I find repulsive, but in truth? You protecting him means nothing to me… I will find him one way or another.”