Not A Good Master

Mar frowned. "And just like that? You're gonna run away? You realize that won't solve anything?"

He grimaced as he took Serenity's lightsaber and looked it over. "Look. You have to know that I'm not good at this... being a master... I'm not a jedi, and I'm not a sith. I don't know what I am. I just know that you need help, and I made a promise to someone to help those who need it. I'm going to help you, Serenity. You have great potential, and with the right guidance you could become a powerful warrior." He offered her her lightsaber one more time. "I'm... I'm sorry for what I said. I didn't mean it."

He looked to RED-1. "Besides, I don't think I'd survive your friends if they found out I hurt your feelings..."