Cal Kestis: I keep worrying about something bad happening to one of you.
Cere Junda: It's good to acknowledge your fear. But don't let it determine your path. Focus on the moment. Choose your direction and act with certainty. And trust that, whatever the odds, you'll pull through. Cal. Trust yourself.
Cal Kestis: Trust in the Force.
Cere Junda: Exactly.
Cal Kestis (about Greez and Merrin): I'll scout ahead and they can rest on the Mantis.
Cere Junda: You know they'll never allow themselves to rest if you're in danger.
Cere Junda: You never give up. And that's what inspires all of us. But you have to remember that where you lead, they will follow.
Cere Junda: I hear you've been busy making yourself the Empire's most wanted.
Cal Kestis: I wanted to prove to the galaxy that the Empire isn't invulnerable. That you can resist. That you have to fight if things are gonna get better. But then they just listen to the propaganda and they pretend they're free anyways.
Cere Junda: Hmm. Well... You chose a hard path.
Cal Kestis: Yeah, and it hasn't made a difference.
Cere Junda: We're a part of a network, known as the Hidden Path. We provide safe passage and new identities to those who have been persecuted by the Empire.
Cal Kestis: Hunted by the Empire like... like Jedi survivors?
Cere Junda: Very few of us remain. But yes. And Force sensitives and those who help them.
Cal Kestis: Why didn't you tell me?
Cere Junda: You never asked.
Cal Kestis: I don't know what else to say. Cere, I thought...
Cere Junda: No, you didn't think. You perceived a threat and reacted.
Cal Kestis: If the Order had reacted faster we'd still have a Republic. The Empire, the Haxion Brood, half the galaxy wants us dead.
Cere Junda: Yes, the odds are against us. But they will always be against us. Cal, you can't fight your way out of some situations.
Greez Dritus: This isn't good. With the defenses they got our usual tricks just aren't gonna cut it.
Merrin: I can help.
Cere Junda: What are you thinking?
Merrin: A ritual. It will hide the ship. I hope.
Greez Dritus: A ritual.
Cal Kestis: She has a knack for this kind of stuff.
Greez Dritus: Wha- hold, wait, wait a minute. Now, hold on. Now... what is this gonna require?
Merrin: A sacrifice. One of your arms will do nicely.
Greez Dritus: Wait, what?
Merrin: Don't be so serious.