[Comes Palpatine's voice, a controlled snarl. Once his enforcer has returned to his full two-meter height, the Emperor stares up at him. Stares through dark lenses to weakened eyes, surely filled with nothing but utmost hatred for the cloaked figure that stands beneath him. Oh, how Lord Vader must wish to squash him like a miserable insect.
But no. The Emperor hardly seems to pay that any mind, instead flashing Vader with a saccharine smile.]
Good, good.
[Comes Palpatine's voice, a controlled snarl. Once his enforcer has returned to his full two-meter height, the Emperor stares up at him. Stares through dark lenses to weakened eyes, surely filled with nothing but utmost hatred for the cloaked figure that stands beneath him. Oh, how Lord Vader must wish to squash him like a miserable insect.
But no. The Emperor hardly seems to pay that any mind, instead flashing Vader with a saccharine smile.]
Would you care for a dance?
[Is he joking? Is he serious?
No, he's Sidious.]