Revan stops trying to get into Leia's mind. It's always worth a try, but any extra effort now is going to be distracting, and she'd rather stay focused on the fight.

A good duel always makes her feel... more alive. Though it's been said by far too many people that 'Revan' and 'alive' should not be in the same sentence. Or, galaxy.

"Better," she says, over the roar of the lightsabers - assessing others never being far off her mental radar - "let your hatred fuel you. Let it flood every ounce of your being."

This doesn't mean she's any less interested in causing some serious damage, however.