[There's a release of tension that, although not realized by Qui-Gon before, visibly leaves his shoulders at those words. To hear that he's been forgiven unties one of the many knots wrapped around and weighing down his heart.]
Thank you.
[His voice comes out quieter than he intended, but the meaning and intent are clear.]
[Qui-Gon clears his throat before speaking next, bracing himself for the potential of what could follow.]
As for having this conversation before... you're correct. This is the second time you've been here.
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Thank you.
[His voice comes out quieter than he intended, but the meaning and intent are clear.]
[Qui-Gon clears his throat before speaking next, bracing himself for the potential of what could follow.]
As for having this conversation before... you're correct. This is the second time you've been here.