After Wolfe left, I sighed. A shower was a good idea. Warm water sounded nice too. I grabbed my Jedi robes, which I'd stopped wearing soon after arriving on the planet in favour of the more survival friendly gear I'd acquired. I decided to make the shower a quick one--no point lingering when there was work to do. The water was, of course, heavenly. I'd missed hot water so much!

Ten minutes later I inspected my appearance, unable to help myself grinning. Ah, to be wearing my robes again! I knew some of my kind who had found their way into the order favoured a different style more similar to that of the traditional dress of out home world... but I had little reason to honour a place that had sold me away. So I had adopted a look more traditional Jedi outfit similar to my Master's.

Without the gloves, I could see the tattoo on the back of my hand. I'd been glad not to see it, while I was here. I rubbed it absentmindedly, then stopped myself. Time to check on our progress. I left everything but my sabre in the room--that my Master had taught me to keep with me always. I took the lift up to the deck.

"How are we doing?" I asked as I looked around.

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