[Dualscar leans in to that hand in his hair, almost ramming his head into the Psiioniic when he does so. Clearly, stroking his hair is not one of those forbidden things.]

You're not broken.

[Said flatly, definitively.]

You stayed ahead of the Empire for swweeps, you couldn't be broken in the prison, you can do shit wwith your psionics that no one else can... [his voice trails off for a moment]

You're not broken, Psiioniic. I am.