[ in spite of himself, revan snorts, then has to choke back a laugh. ] Are you telling me you think you look unintelligent? You do seem to be the big, brawny type. Like Alek. .. He had a hard time dealing with me sometimes, too. [ and he's so sleep-deprived that the thought is a little hysterical. it's abruptly a struggle to keep the laughter down, and the effort of doing so trembles through his shoulders and chest as he crooks a finger over his mouth.

he sucks in a breath when he's satisfied he has control again, still left smiling a little. ]

Anyway, you wouldn't have lived this long if you weren't clever, even in a galaxy that's changed as much as it has in your time.