"That makes sense, the...flip-flopping back and forth would suck."

Anyway!  Diana must go tinker!

And Deskyl will go sleep! She's a little late to dinner, but not by much.

And Diana hands her a holocron!  "I don't know if this helps with specifically making 'I've-been-injured-and-need-to-recover' faster, but reliably doing these exercises should boost your physical capabilities all around; strength, speed, reaction time, nutritional efficiency...  It's incremental, but it lasts.  It'll hit diminishing returns eventually, because there's only so much you can make a given body do without getting into mad biology, and the Jedi are notoriously not prone to - well, most of them thought I had lost something when I got this cool mechanical arm - let alone treating genetics like a salad bar, but it works at getting any given body to peak condition."

    "She says thank you, ma'am. And she's curious about your arm, is it a special design?"

"Mhm!  Made it myself, actually.  Well, not all alone, but the hardware was my work.  Some friends helped with the nerve interface and software."

R4's smug breebling indicates who one of those friends is.

    "She'd be very interested in learning how to make artificial limbs that don't affect Force use, ma'am."

"...Well, if that's a thing, I haven't noticed?  ...Add kyber?"

She seems to be genuinely confused by this.  "I don't know for sure why this is a thing people are experiencing to begin with anyway, but if I was to generate a hypothesis, it's because most people seem to reject the idea that their artificial limb is theirs, while I've, done this."  She has microtools in her fingers.  She has a grappling hook in her forearm.  "This is my arm.  I would be less without it; I'm more, with it."

Huh.

    "She's met Sith with artificial limbs before, but she says it's hard to know whether the Force trouble was caused by the dissatisfaction with the limb, or vice versa, or something else. She thinks adding a kyber crystal or two might help regardless, though."

"You can't really go wrong with adding kyber crystals to things, I do quite agree."

Heh.

"...Oh no, now that I'm thinking about it I'm giving myself ideas.  And I don't have to go - restraining myself, about them, now!  ...Pending availability of crystals to work with, I suppose, which...isn't trivial."

    "She does have a spare Sith kyber, she says, but she says it wouldn't suit you."

"Mm?  Not that I doubt that, but I'm curious why?"

    "Sith kybers are - the direct translation of the word is 'dominated', but that loses nuance, ma'am. 'Corrupted' might be closer. I can get it if you'd like to see it."

"...Well, I'm certainly dreadfully curious."

"Yes ma'am."

She brings the crystal out in a small padded carrying case; the crystal inside is a deep red shade not found in natural kyber crystals, and the fabric around it is lightly stained with the same shade of red. It has a gentle presence in the Force, like all kybers, but where Jedi kybers are simply there, this crystal seems withdrawn, almost sad.

"...may I..."  Diana is already reaching out to touch the crystal, but she slows herself for long enough to ask.

Deskyl considers this for a moment.

    "She says you can hold it but not do anything else to it, ma'am; red kybers are prone to cracking when mishandled."

"I, see...It's so sad..."

She cradles the crystal gently.

    "Yes ma'am. She says that's typical of Sith kybers not yet installed in lightsabers."

"...I want to tell it everything's going to be alright...please?"

Her eyes are welling up with sympathetic tears...Diana is clearly extending her compassion to a sad, shiny rock.

    "She says 'carefully', ma'am," DZ reports as she retreats to the cover of the doorway.

Then Diana ever-so-gently reaches out to the kyber crystal cupped in her hands, the lightest of light touches, and offers.

It's an open-ended sort of offer, really; to listen most of all, because she cares about what the crystal (could be said to) wants.  She prefers a world in which that which can be happy and fulfilled, is.  Including crystals.

The crystal doesn't respond.

Maybe if she runs the tiniest amount of Force through it...?