“There is no need for that kind of formality here, dear Kader.” Revan said, moving to sit beside her son and reached to pull him into her arms, one hand moving to begin absently petting his hair. “And I agree, this could make this very difficult for us.”
“It’s not about formalities.” He muttered out as he leaned into her hands, “Anakin is alive, my Father is who knows where, and your pet is going on a rampage.” There was a pause, “If he finds out the truth about me… about everything..” He ended up trailing off, “I will be on the hit list.”