She questions herself more and more about it. Dreams of places she’s never been. memories of other people, whispers from voices long since past— she knows it’s in the Force, but not who they are or why they’re linked to her, she’s no mystic. To mention this matters to anyone would peg her as crazy, so she bottles it up and lets her confusion and frustration fester until she figures out a suitable way to bring this up, or settle herself.
She’s the queen of grey, of duality. Her actions show that fact quite enough.
The truth is a relative thing, even if three people see the same thing, there will twenty different stories. So sometimes lying and having people perceive it as truth is better. You never know what is true and what is not with her, and frankly she doesn’t give a shit what people see it as.
While there are occasional bursts, it has seemed Kar has master control over herself, after all her talents could prove destructive to everyone and herself if not kept in check. The sheer willpower she has is quite vast. But it is reaching its limit.
Her accent bears a more Concordian tone than that of Mandalore accent, though it has mellowed significantly since her departure to a more ‘Earthborn’ accent, sometime her old one pops up though.