As if on cue, Pradnakt's terror echoes through the Force. She's not projecting, as such - she's actually trying not to, in the moments she's lucid enough to think of it - but it's still very loud.

Oh dear.

Darth Kalbetis' Force presence flares out to intercept and ground the terror in itself, nigh-immediately, but even so, her presence is rather - worried, if determined.

That's certainly...  A novel technique.  Do they need --

"Absolutely not.  This droid may be blind to the Force, but this droid is extremely confident that Darth Kalbetis was invited to handle this and you were not."

-- right.  How is a noncombat droid model radiating that much well-controlled danger, again?  ....Nevermind, she doesn't actually want to know.

"I have comms, ma'am; they're fine, but it's not recommended that anyone open the door."

In the other room, Rafiik's head jerks up to look toward the source of the distress. "That's, uh, new."

"...It is?  A reaction to our presence, then?  I was under the impression that she's been using the same technique prior."

"Or to that extra thing she was doing when we got here, that was new too." He heads for the lounge; maybe Nine will know what's happening.

Knight Bani is heading the other way.  "They don't want anyone else in there, apparently."

"Yeah, that sounds smart. Nine, is there anything we can do to help?"

    "Not that I know of."

He considers this for a moment and plops himself down on the bench, tucking his legs up into a meditation pose.

When in doubt, meditate.  It has many more concrete results for Force-Sensitives.

If they were wondering what Dark feedback looks like, or Falling, this is the same sort of thing, more or less.

Fascinating. What can they do about it. "Anybody have any ideas?"

"...As much as I would hesitate to say this in any other circumstance, I expect that the Sith, as an organization, have already come up with anything we might think of in five minutes.  And I expect that Darth Kalbetis is actually using that knowledge for Lord Pradnakt's benefit, based on the feeling of her technique.  It almost feels Jedi, come to think of it.  Not in what it's doing, but - how it's doing it."

"...all right." How are the others doing?

Fine, if vicariously concerned.

Disconcerted.

Torn between writing this scene into a novel and the very real fear that if he does that Darth Kalbetis will stab him, honestly.

Grumpy but otherwise fine.

Intrigued by the technique on display, but saddened about the circumstances it's being used in.

Busy.

"Knight Bani, are you all right?"

"...Yes, yes, of course I'm alright, I'm not injured or anything," which sure is technically correct.

She keeps looking at Elcie.