That does... something, it's not very clear what.

...maybe a little more, but if it starts vibrating or straining or something...no more.

Deskyl is in her space and taking the crystal out of her hand before she can get much farther than that.

    "She said no, ma'am."

"...yeah, I don't actually know how Jedi do the thing.  I know they can, though!"

"Hm?"

"Jedi can do something to this sort of kyber crystal to make them...not this?"

"Huh."

    "She says if you find out what, and talk to her about it first, she'll consider allowing it."

"Yeah, it's - " scritch scritch pen to flimsiplast "- on the list."

    "Yes ma'am. She's curious what else is on the list, if you're comfortable sharing?"

"Stuff I intend to do or look up when next I'm at the Temple, mostly.  Assuming they don't exile me."

"Mm."

    "Do you have a sense of how that's likely to go, ma'am?"

"I have absolutely no idea!  ...Probably shouldn't bring you there, though, that would go badly."

    "She's not willing to risk her life for it, no ma'am."

"I doubt the Emperor himself, in a scenario where he can actually try instead of being busy wrangling the Empire, would want to risk it."

This gets another chuckle.

    "Are you sure you want to go yourself, ma'am?"

"It's not about whether I want to, though on the balance I think it's better I do than not; it's about whether I should, and I do think that I should - go back home, for all that it wasn't the home I might have wished for, before I might have to leave that home forever.  And copy all the books."

    "She meant are you sure they'll just exile you, ma'am. She says that if they don't trust you that seems like an unwise way for them to handle it."

"It's the only option that actually exists, as long as you're not Dark, for getting someone out of the Order that doesn't want to leave.  Sure, they could try to assign me to meditative contemplation but I can tell them to stuff it, I'm called by the Force, and by their own code they can't stop me.  Somewhat like the inverse of Sith law enforcement."

Huh.

    "She says 'all right', ma'am."

"Yeah, it's kind of neat, isn't it?  Even if you discount the people who're in it because they do things that way because that's just how it is, if you can get powerful people who value others cooperating, you have a potent, somewhat self-reinforcing, mechanism, as the people who care flock to that banner and build it further up, increasing its ability to apply pressure.  The weak can rule the strong if there's a lot of them in on it."

    "She doesn't see how that follows, ma'am."

"...huh.  Well.  Let's see if I can make a metaphor...You're Lord Whatshisface.  You are a powerful Sith, you can defeat any other person on this planet by cutting them down with your lightsaber, you can effortlessly deflect the blaster bolts fired by their defense forces with your blade.

"Except the thing is, your blade can only be in one place at once, so while those defense forces are shooting you in the front, someone sneaks up and shoots you from behind, because they all agree that they don't like the idea of some dude with a lightsaber killing them."

   "She says 'go on', ma'am."

"That's the way Jedi work, institutionally.  If one of us decides they want to be Lord Whatshisface, they get dogpiled."

    "She says 'yes, but cooperating to avoid being dominated is different from cooperating to achieve some other goal', ma'am."