"The robes... the size... the face..."
(The hooded man pulled back his cloak and Kahn could see that the figure was clearly himself. With ascruffy beard and damnp, sweaty hair. He was breathing deeply... Jedi calm, Kahn could tell.)
"Kahn... Jedi Knight... whoda thunkit?"

Kahn was surprised, and he wondered if that was how he would really look like in the future...if he were ever Knighted. He didn't know what to say to Han's comment, so he kept silent.

"Look... here comes the other star of our production."
(A child came walkig up in very loose fighting robes. He stood besides Kahn and began to copy his breathing.)
"Give you one guess who that is."

Kahn studied the child. At first he thought it might have been his younger self, but something told him that wasn't it.

"Is that.....Ahnk?"

"You got it."
(He looked at the kid, and back at Kahn.)
"Thats all he wants. To be a Jedi Knight some day..."
(The vision Kahn gets up and begins to run. Ahnk begins trying to follow but he's not as fast, and soon stops and turns, sad, back for home.)
"Aw... no one thinks he can do it. All the Jedi are too busy to help him along."

Kahn's impulse was to go out and help the kid, but he knew that wouldn't change anything in the real world. No, it was best to stay put and watch, even if it was painful to do so.

"So much potential, wasted."

(Han lets out a sigh.)
"Here he comes."
(Wehn Kahn turns, he realizes 'he' isn't a he at all. A tall, lithe woman, in perfect conditioning and with a long mane of red-brown hair, her smile and kind, gentle eyes draw Kahn in and make him relax. Tension dissapears in an instant.)
"Don't be fooled Kid... he puts on a pretty face to lull you."
"Oh, be quiet Han, you'll scare him off."
(The woman approached Kahn and stopped. She smiled at him and Han shook his head behind.)

Kahn could feel his guard start to falter, but he forced himself to keep Han's words in his mind. "He puts on a pretty face to lull you." But that didn't mean he couldn't pretend to be fooled.

"It's a pleasure to make your accquaintance, m'lady."

Kahn smiled and bowed slightly.

"Can't say the same."
(The woman reached back and slapped Kahn across the face.)
"THATS for killing my son!"
(Before a second blow landed, Han tossed himself between the two and took a few shots from Ahnk's Mom because of it.)
"Hey, hey, hey! Take it easy!"
(He eventually restrained the woman, who started to cry on his shoulder. Han mouthed something back to Kahn he didn't catch, and then let her go.)
"Remember why you're here."
(The woman nodded and turned to Kahn.)
"It's not too late... to bring him back."

Kahn was shocked, not only with Ahnk's Mother's actions, but with her words as well.

"Bring him...back?"

Still not fully comprehending the fact that this was the Sith's mother, he was at least able to formulate a guess at what she had meant by bringing Ahnk back. And he didn't like the look of it.