She chuckled as he apologized for invading her space. "No. That... wasn't it. I just... didn't realize you were there. I didn't want to just squish your hand or something." She said with a soft chuckle, sitting up on her elbows still. It felt good to just sit for a little bit. Rest.

She did smile though, faintly, looking out that the forest ground they were laying on. No blown up droid parts anywhere. No fires. It was nice. Clean. "There is a group of people, or... an order, who believes the same as you though. To give into your anger, your rage and hate, to fuel yourself enough to conquer anything, but not... to let it rule you. It seems like such a dangerous idea. The Sith, they're called, back home. They believe that to use and control your anger brings you more power." She glanced over at him. "When you went.... all... powerful. That was the feeling you gave off. Such a strong power."