Carth turned towards the voice before the words even registered in his mind. "Ma'ma are you okay?" The words slowly sank in and he stood there dumbfounded.
He watched as Revan brushed away her tears then moved to the little boy, speaking as she did, "I'm fine sweetie, what are you doing up so early?"
She picked him up in her arms, moving her hip out slightly to support his weight. His arms wrapped around his mother as he rested his head on her. She kissed the top of his hair before turning back to Carth. "I'm sorry, I have to go" her eyes looking to the child in her arms.
Carth remained silent. He had watched the entire exchange but it hadn't seemed real. His mind was still stuck on the words and then the movement by Revan, her actions confirming that she had a relationship with the boy.
He stood there for severalminutes after she had left the room.The scenario played over and over in his head. Asthis minutes passedhe began to think that it hadn't been real.
Perhaps his mind had been so exhausted that it was playing tricks on him. He was still standing there frozen, running those thoughts around in his headand then slowlyhiseyes began tosearch the room. He was lookingfor anything that would confirm the reality of the encounter.
He noticed the caffa mugs, Well, at least I know someone else was here, unless I've taken to drinking two cups at once.
There was nothing to confirm the presence of the little boy. He had left as quickly as he had entered. Carth began to think Revan had played some Jedi mind trick on him, in an attempt to avoid any further discussion.
Nagging at the back of his mind however was doubt. If it were a trick why did Revan have the little boy call her ma'ma?
He shook his head, as if doing so would make everything clear. And actually it seemed to help.
Finally moving from the position he had remained in for the past ten minutes, he started walking towards the other end of the ship.
He didn't know enough about kids to put an actual age to the little boy, but he guessed somewhere between three and five. Doing the math in his head, he figured Revan had either had a child before the Star Forge journey or shortly after. She certainly had not been pregnant during their journey.
Wait though, she been Darth Revan then, or more accurately, had been recovering from being the Dark Lord. Perhaps that was why Bastilla had saved her, she had felt the life growing inside her foes body. And Revan had remained within the confines of the Jedi temple for a long enough period of time to have given birth. Had the Jedi taken her child from her? Was that why she had left? Did she think that he wouldn't have accepted her child?
He thought back through the Star Forge mission searching for a hint that Revan had known she was a parent. She had helped him find Dustil, had taken to Sasha. It made sense, but yet, he felt like she would have told him, if she had known.
He wasn't anxious to think of the other possibilities. Actually, he had been trying not to think of them, by playing through the other scenario so thoroughly. But he couldn't avoid them any longer.
There was another man in Revan's life, the father of that child. Perhaps something had happened to him, or their relationship had gone bad, or he could be waiting for her somewhere. Was that the reason for her cold attitude towards him? Why she insisted he needed to move on, without her? His mind wondered who it could be, did she meet him after she had left or was he the reason she left? A stab of jealousy coursed through him.
He couldn't even believe it, it just felt so wrong. Yeah, I'm sure that's what every man thinks when someone they love leaves them for someone else.
And finally, the last scenario, the one he had avoided and couldn't believe the most. Was that his child? He tried to remember what the boy had looked like, but his mind was cloudy. Revan had kissed the boys head, his hair had been a light brown but he couldn't recall any facial features. I should have paid more attention to what he looked like.
No, that didn't make sense. Revan would have told him if she was pregnant. There would have been no reason for her not to. Plus she would have been happy to see him, instead of avoiding him like the plague all these years, and then being so cold towards him now. He found himself wishing that this was the true scenario but knew it was impossible.
Deciding that the first option was the most likely true one, he began to get angry at the Jedi for taking away morefrom Revan once again. He had to find a way to get through to her, to let her know he didn't care. That he understood and still wanted to be with her. That he would accept the child. Things would be okay, she should have just told him.
He arrived at his destination and knocked on the door.