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- Don't you understand? A romance as a concept doesn't interest me; I need only her. Even if she were crooked, cross-eyed, insane, anything, even if she smelled like a dumpster - it doesn't matter. I crave the attention of that one specific person and want to give myself entirely to her. I'd rather, than conquer any stars whatsoever, be her second, third, backup option, just a friend, a slave for crying out loud - anything, as long as I'm not forgotten by her. I don't mind being deceived and betrayed by her time and again. Anything is better than being nobody.
It feels like Revan suffered from unrequited feelings, lost sleep, moped around, and then was like: "Alright, let me make everyone shit themselves now!"
