Valek felt himself at ease once he saw a Jedi walk through the door. Of all the people, it was Komad. He hadn't seen Komad in a LONG time, the last time was probably the day of his exile, if memory serves him correct.
"Komad? It's been a while hasn't it?", Valek said with a grin.
"Oh, the regular stuff. Busted leg and I suspect that he has some stuff he hasn't told me about yet."
"Just worry about the leg. My bruises and scars require no healing."
The funniest thing about this sentence is that by the time you realize it doesn't say anything it's too late to stop reading it.
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