What little we know about the Nulls, we know from their body language. That they are scared and they want to runaway, but they can't. They are like trapped animals with no escape. And nothing is more dangerous than a wild animal who can't escape. Because then the only escape is TO ATTACK.
This is a trauma reaction. Flight or fight. And the Nulls choose to fight when seeing the opportunity. It wasn't a fight they could won, but they won't go down without one.
This guy, this Skirata behaved so differently than the adults they have met before. Behaved differently than the Kaminoans, behaved so differently than Jango.
Kal Skirata was so emotional and so ANGRY FOR THEM. The guy was angry, because the Kaminoans wanted to hurt them. And I think the Nulls understood this. They knew that this guy won't hurt them, this is why they knew they can use him.
I think the biggest test came after this - nobody knew this was really a test. Maybe not even the Nulls themselves. But Kal passed. Because Kal's behavior was consistent. The Nulls misbehaved -- and Kal did not punish them. Kal didn't change his mind about them, saying: ok, fishpeople, you were right, these boys are nuts, send them to the incinerator.
Kal truly became a safe person:
The kid clicked the safety catch. He seemed to be checking it was off.
“It's okay, son,” Skirata said, as gently as he could. He didn't much care if the boy fried the Kaminoan, but he cared about the consequences for the kid. And he was instantly and totally proud of him—of all of them. “You don't need to shoot. I'm not going to let him touch any of you. Just give me back the blaster.”
The child didn't budge; the blaster didn't waver. He should have been more concerned about cuddly toys than a clean shot at this stage in his young life. Skirata squatted down slowly behind him, trying not to spook him into firing.
Kal wouldn't have mind if Orun Wa dies but he feared for the boy's life. Boys maybe dangerously smart but clearly couldn't think that far. Not yet. But Kal is already so proud of them. These little warriors playing him like a fool. These little survivors. Kal makes a promise: nobody can and will hurt them.
But if the boy had his back to him … then he trusted him, didn't he?
Maybe this implies that Ordo already gave his trust to Kal the moment he had the blaster in his hands. Or maybe when Kal furiously charged at the Kaminoan. That if Ordo kills the Kaminoan, then Kal won't punish him.
“You touch one of those kids, you gray freak, and I'll skin you alive and feed you to the aiwhas—”
“Come on … just put it down, there's a good lad. Now give me the blaster.” He kept his voice as soft and level as he could, when he was actually torn between cheering and doing the job himself. “You're safe, I promise you.”
I SO ADORE how Kal is also bloodthirsty but trying to be a responsible person here for the sake of the children. :D
The boy paused, eyes and aim still both fixed on Orun Wa. “Yes sir.” Then he lowered the weapon to his side. Skirata put his hand on the boy's shoulder and pulled him back carefully.
“Good lad.” Skirata took the blaster from his little fingers and scooped him up in his arms. He dropped his voice to a whisper. “Nicely done, too.”
Kal giving him a loud praise for obeying. But secretly giving a praise for the little boy for deceiving him. This. This is everything to me. This is so fucking everything to in their relationship. Especially that Ordo being a great actor and deceiving Kal will return later in the books, holy shit...


