[center][h1][color=seagreen]Talen-Jei[/color][/h1][/center]
[i]"That looks disgusting."[/i] Talen-Jei looked up from his bowl, eyes narrowed in an intense expression befitting a predator catching sight of prey. His gaze locked on the source of the remark - a Mandalorian - or someone armored like one. Mandalorians were fierce, deadly hunters, with a history soaked red with the blood of a thousand conflicts. Talen-Jei held respect for those who stuck true to old traditions and codes of honor. They understood what it meant to be Hunter or Hunted, and they refused to be the Hunted. Nevertheless, so many had fallen from their station of glory since the Mandalorian Civil War. [i]Pacifists[/i]. The very thought of it made Talen-Jei grimace. There was no shame in the honorable Hunt against a worthy foe. But the remnants of the warrior culture, Death Watch, the Shadow Collective were a mere shadow. Most Mandalorians now seemed to be freelance assassins and bounty hunters who's honor was measured in credits alone. Honor was cheap. 

"Devoured worse." Talen-Jei replied curtly to the Mandalorian woman. As if to emphasize, he snapped up one of the tentacles in the bowl with an almost visceral hunger, his eyes never leaving her as he did so. The woman was young, at least by human standards, if Talen-Jei remembered correctly. But that youth was tempered by fire and forged in battle, he could see it plain as day. She was half-blind, at least by his initial examination, with scar tissue not inflicted by blaster or saber. No...shrapnel. He had seen such scarring before. 

Talen-Jei shifted his head as an old man approached him, bent with age and dressed in clothing that easily identified him as one of the priests of the temple, maybe a Guardian, Talen-Jei was uncertain. The old man placed a bowl of food at Talen-Jei's side, bidding him a simple command to eat. 

Talen-Jei bowed his head in respect, "My thanks." He replied, letting his head hang low for a moment longer before grabbing the new bowl to see what it contained. Under normal circumstances, Talen-Jei would refuse charity out of his own personal sense of honor. But such disrespect against one of venerable age - a priest no less, would be debasing.