The death of Rahm not long aftr the death of Kento had left Galen standing on a razor's edge between the dark and the light. One false move could turn an ally into a fierce enemy. Ahsoka had taken a special care with Galen, training him, mentoring him, acting as surrogate parent whatever he needed. She knows he blames himself for both of their deaths because he wasn't ready or stong enough, Rahm only made that worse. Ahsoka madse sure that she & Galen went on evey mission together ever since even the ones she didn't feel he was ready for, sometimes he surprised her, most of the times she was right, his abilities were not in question, it was his emotional state. The mission on the Tantive was one of those missions that had the most oppurtunity to surprise her.

The attack on the Tantive brought Ahsoka & Galen out of their meditation. They grabbed their lightsabers. Ahsoka accessed a comm unit. "Luke where do you need us?" They both could sense the dark side prescence on the attacking vessel. Galen was itching for a fight. He unconciously was activating & deactivating his lightsabers. "Galen." Ahsoka needed no other words to settle Galen down. Galen put his lightsabers down. Galen pulled his armor to him from the mannequin and put it on. Once the armor was on he attached the lightabers' fibercord to the armor. "Ready mistress." Ahsoka rolled her eyes. "Please do not address me so formally. We are not members of this Jedi Order. Call me Ahsoka." Galen wasn't used to such informality with his mentors, especially Rahm. "As you wish mi....Ahsoka."