"Aw, see, you being around me is already boosting my self confidence...or my ego. I'm hoping it's the former." He laughed as they rounded the corner, the duo walking to the end of the short hallway which terminated at one of the three courtyards located within the Temple. Three was a bit excessive, but when the Temple was rebuild, the Masters thought it would be conducive to ensure that there would be more space for any incoming Jedi. At the time, it sounded like a prudent plan, but with the galaxy producing less and less Force users by the year, one could only wonder if the lush plant life and ornate decor would be left to rot in a few years. 

"I'm sure they do have something planned for you." To their right was a miniature waterfall which cascaded gracefully into a small pond enclosed by a stone barrier. Next to the barrier were a few benches, Yerbol planting himself on the bench farthest from the waterfall as he continued:
"Sometimes the Masters do things in a seeming random manner, but from I've learned from following Master Mansuto, there's some grand scheme at work...maybe scheme isn't exactly the right term, but you know what I mean." His large frame shifted on the bench, glancing at the glistening water before leaning his head back, eyes closing. After a few moments of silence, Yerbol asked:
"How do you think the rest of the galaxy sees us now?" He looked over at his companion with an apologetic smile as he added:
"Let me be clearer: without an Empire to chase down and make us look like the good guys all the time, how do you think the rest of the galaxy, the Republic even, will see us down the line? I've heard a lot of chatter from some of the locals on other planets and they...they see us as a force that needs to be controlled, not a force for good like the Masters tell us we are. I mean, think about it from their perspective: instead of restoring Corulag into a habitable planet, we're sending scholars and Knights to go investigate a ruin the Sith may or may not have built. Where's the practicality in that? I guess...maybe I'm totally off, but I think that without the Sith or the Empire or some menace threatening the rest of the galaxy, we're kind of a wildcard." He shifted again, then continued: 
"I suppose I shouldn't doubt what the Masters are doing, or at least not voice my concern yet. Master Mansuto wants me to meet him and another Council member later this evening to 'discuss my progress'." He snorted a chuckle. 
"I don't know what that means, but it sounds ominous."