The woman nodded sagely. "I see now," came the rejoinder, "you've been in time-out." Her smile grew, the light, and the humor, masking the worry that lingered behind her eyes. Leoria had been concerned about her friend's absence, but considering that his old master was equally absent, she had assumed they were together. Where her presence often cooled situations, Yerbol had a fire about him that often did the opposite. She had seen this phenomenon first-hand, and often found her compassion extending to whoever was on the other end of his anger. She also found herself remembering to stay on his good side.

But when it came to the incident on Tattoine, she knew very little. She had not accompanied him on that trip, as she had been shipped off elsewhere. There were whispers, of course, hushed and toxic in nature. Rumors benefited no one, she would scold if she came close enough to someone. But her own interest was piqued, and she wondered if her friend would open up to her. Was the reality as gruesome as the images that rumors had conjured up for her? She would not ask him, not then anyway. If he had wanted to share, he would have done so in that moment. His silence revealed far more than the words he spoke.

Now, her attention returned to those words, and her smile faltered just slightly. "Yeah, this place feels completely lifeless. I don't like it. And no, they told me last night that they no longer needed me. Apparently Lirike is going in my place." The kind-hearted girl would not reveal her frustration with being replaced by someone who barely passed Knight training, but she did feel it. "No excuse, just pulled me. I'm wondering if they have something else planned for me. Hoping, really." Then, she returned his nudge. "Your company is an added bonus."