Refugee: "I saw what you did to those exchange thugs, stranger. Can you spare a few credits, maybe help another refugee in need?"
Meetra Surik (The Exile): "Of course. Here's five credits."
Refugee: "Thank you stranger, - I won't forget your kindness."
Kreia: "Why would you do such a thing? Such kindness will mean nothing, his path is set. Giving him what he has not earned is like pouring sand into his hands.
Meetra Surik: "It may help him - if nothing else but to survive. As long as there is hope, there is the chance for redemption every day."
Kreia: "And would that be a kindness? What if by surviving another day, he brings a greater darkness upon another?"
Meetra Surik: "You cannot know that."
Kreia: "The Force binds all things. The slightest push, the smallest touch, sends echoes throughout life. Even an act of kindness may have more sever repercussions than you know or can see. By giving him something he has not earned, perhaps all you have helped him become is a target."
(Through the force, Kreia and Surik watch the refugee as he is mugged by another refugee)
Kreia: "Seeing another elevated often brings the eyes of others who suffer. And perhaps in the end, all you have wrought is more pain. And that is my lesson to you. Be careful of charity and kindness, lest you do more harm with open hands than with a clenched fist."