Rex didn't look back as he walked toward the main building. The camera inside the helmet took the scan to verify he was a clone. The door opened and shut automatically behind him. Usually he felt safe but not today. An uneasiness followed him in. To late for a plan "B" he would have to make do.

"Sir reporting in." Rex left his helmet on to guise his voice and facial expression. He wanted all the help he could get.

generals were often jedi and this one was different. "You have some new to report, something significant happened I sense."

"Sir one fatality to report and one civilian rescued from the planet. A female who was involved with the retreat from the planet."

"I [i]understand[/i]. Good work. Report to the armory and resupply by 0700 tomorrow. We received new Intel on a possible assault on our supply lines." 

"Yes Sir." Rex turned and left without notice. As he walked back the helmet respirator felt a little slow. He needed more air. Walking into a side corridor he took it off and drew in a deep breath. This was not what he was conditioned for. He needed her insight on what to do next. 

He emerged from the building without wearing his helmet. Walking up to his daughter. "We need to talk but not here. Pleases follow me." Taking the lead he walked to a maintenance building housing some machinery and some of the droids. It was loud and he had to stand close to talk. "In here we can talk. I had planned on you meeting up with Seven and maybe finding a teacher or even possibly getting your hands on a freighter and I could feed you Intel as I get it concerning your mother to investigate why she left. It felt like she thought me being a trooper wasn't safe and she would be right but I'm not liking this. I feel like I can do more good staying a trooper for now. I want to know your thoughts. What should our next move be?"