Nar Shaddaa

Sylvain arrived down at the cantina and ordered some h'orderves and a drink as he waited for his guest to arrive. His mask was removed as he sat at a booth with a suit of black armored robes covering his body.

"Sylvain Torsin. A pleasure to see you again." Anhel looked to a reflective glass to check his hair and then took a seat opposite of him. "To what do I owe the pleasure?"

"I had been remiss in contacting you after our last meeting." He waved his hand dismissively, "Sith business keeps one so busy sometimes, you should feel fortunate you don't have my life."

He smiled and motioned for him to sit, "How have you been? No problems with Lady Serasai I assume?"

"No problems. Either what you said worked or if I have slipped beneath her notice." He let out a small chuckle. "I suppose there are downfalls to being a Sith."

He smiled, "I spoke with her on the matter and had her see reason as we promised."

He then offered some of the food to Rolm, "And did you have chance to speak with your mother?"

Anhel scratched the back of his head. "About that... I haven't. Mother is very busy and I thought that... Goodness, this does not sound right at all now that I am saying it to you."

Sylvain looked disappointed, "Anhel... don't tell me you were lying to me. That's no way to begin a friendship."

"Not lying, no. However, I may have procrastinated."

Sylvain shook his head, "Anhel... perhaps you don't understand the seriousness of our request. Procrastination means you and your family are refusing to side with the side of justice... throwing your lot in with the traitors..."

"I know, I know. I have simply been nervous. I am not sure how to approach my mother with, 'We might have helped a mass conspiracy to undermine the Empire.'"

"That sounds like as good a start as any." He replied.