"I... think that's everything."

"Then I guess we should probably try it," Rafa says. He still doesn't think this is enough but... He doesn't really know everyone here, and doesn't want to overstep.

Occlus motions for her apprentices to step aside again as she and Pyron take over the table and begin running through the finer minutia and specific deployment details, which are much too involved to fit in this margin.

Okay so maybe Rafa and Brin should like steer clear?

Yeah, hanging back is good.

"That was... good thinking. With the planning."

"I'm not sure I did enough of it though."

"Lord Occlus and the moff are working on it."

"I suppose," he sighs. "I felt kinda nervous, like I was walking on thin wire and shouldn't bother him too much..."

"It's probably good for her to show off that she has other people who can do that sort of stuff. And he wouldn't be able to do anything to you without her getting involved."

"I guess but if I made her look bad then she would get annoyed."

"You didn't, though. Except for a bit at the beginning, I guess."

"Hmm."

"Hmm?"

"Don't like screwing up is all."

"I don't think anybody does."

"Did you do anything like this when y- before?"

"When I was a Jedi, you mean?"

"...Yeah."

"Not really. I was a problem student and they don't really send us on actually dangerous stuff like this until later."

"A problem student."

"I had those pesky 'emotions' you see."

"Right, they don't like those."

"They don't. And I was crap at their preferred method of meditation but eventually the moving meditation worked. Sometimes."

"Was it hard? Living like that, living with them?"

"It was terrible and I hated my master," he says, shrugging nonchalantly. Then he looks over his shoulder at where they're coming from. "I didn't want him to die, but..." Another shrug.

"She killed him?"