[ His curiosity might be satisfied, but hers is far from settled. No, she never chased after power, or the type of power that the Harkonnens represented. It wasn't the sort of power she wanted, if she wanted anything at all. Grasping for position and power wasn't who she was. She wanted to be recognized to an extent, as most people do, but she never asked to be thrust into the public eye. Her abilities proved useful, and the Bene Gesserit wished to harness those abilities, and the Harkonnens... Well, they would have seen her dead if not for the Bene Gesserit.
In a way, she wishes that they could return to those times when all they had to worry about was hiding in alcoves during storms and during moments of calm and laughing together when they could not be discovered quickly. ]
Maybe I thought that I would never hear you ask again. [ Her tone is light and her expression calm, but a storm of sorts is brewing in her eyes. ] Whether you believe it or not, Lord Duke, knowing how to play coy has benefited me more than once. [ A humorous tone returns to her voice, countering the slight turn into heaviness from just moments ago.
When Paul sends her blade sailing away, she does not move nor flinch, as it was only a blade, and after all, this is Paul: older now, and with more titles than before, not to mention more responsibility, but as far as she is concerned, neither of them need to put on airs around each other.
Once the wrap and the mask are pulled down revealing his face in its entirety, a slow smile spreads across Bastila's own face. The plug in his nose is something she could do without, but she understands the need for it, and so she pays it no mind. ]
My fealty to the Duke of House Atreides has never been in question. The Harkonnens never had it, nor would I have given it to them. [ Her smile remains as she tilts her head back slightly to get a better look at him, eyes surveying what she can see of him through the suit and the other layers that he wears. It is not at all in her imagination that he looks very much like his father. Not that she is ready to speak about that just yet. ] Now you have reclaimed the spice and this facility. What will you do next? And what will you do with this "Harkonnen rat"?
[ The words were barely audible as she stood inside the room, but she managed to decipher enough of what she heard to determine that much. ]
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In a way, she wishes that they could return to those times when all they had to worry about was hiding in alcoves during storms and during moments of calm and laughing together when they could not be discovered quickly. ]
Maybe I thought that I would never hear you ask again. [ Her tone is light and her expression calm, but a storm of sorts is brewing in her eyes. ] Whether you believe it or not, Lord Duke, knowing how to play coy has benefited me more than once. [ A humorous tone returns to her voice, countering the slight turn into heaviness from just moments ago.
When Paul sends her blade sailing away, she does not move nor flinch, as it was only a blade, and after all, this is Paul: older now, and with more titles than before, not to mention more responsibility, but as far as she is concerned, neither of them need to put on airs around each other.
Once the wrap and the mask are pulled down revealing his face in its entirety, a slow smile spreads across Bastila's own face. The plug in his nose is something she could do without, but she understands the need for it, and so she pays it no mind. ]
My fealty to the Duke of House Atreides has never been in question. The Harkonnens never had it, nor would I have given it to them. [ Her smile remains as she tilts her head back slightly to get a better look at him, eyes surveying what she can see of him through the suit and the other layers that he wears. It is not at all in her imagination that he looks very much like his father. Not that she is ready to speak about that just yet. ] Now you have reclaimed the spice and this facility. What will you do next? And what will you do with this "Harkonnen rat"?
[ The words were barely audible as she stood inside the room, but she managed to decipher enough of what she heard to determine that much. ]