They were sitting on the sofa in their home together. Carth was doing something work related on his datapad and Revan was reading a cheap romance holobook.
Somewhere halfway down a page she got bored, and started thinking. After a long moment of not turning pages, she nudged Carth with her foot.
"Hmm?"
"You know what one of the worst parts was?"
Carth looked up from his datapad and faced his wife, knowing this would be serious. "What?"
Revan bit her lip. She was staring across the room, as she often did when she talked about her past. "There were people...lots of people, and a lot of them really young, who believed in me. Who followed me and Malak into all kinds of hell."
Carth probably didn't know he was doing it, but Revan could feel a wave of Force-calming coming from him as he frowned in sympathy. "What happened to them?"
She sighed and looked him in the eye. "I think most of them probably died."