Gloopra came around for the second strafing run, just in time to see them retreating. "Enemy forces are bugging out, requesting orders." He said into the comms as he slowed down over the front gates of the base.

"Let them go. If they come back, we'll be ready for them." Came the familiar voice of Vrerr. Gloopra smiled a little.

"Affirmative, sortie ceased." He slowly brought the Fighter in for a low fly "R7, take the ship back to orbit and enter silent running. I don't want them locating you." There was a chirping in response, before exitting the craft, he jumped down, whilst the ship was still in motion. He saw the other Jedi seeing to their wounded. He advanced on Master Kale. He bowed to the man as he approached "Master. I know it is not the place of one such as I to question your teaching methods, but you need to control your padawan. She has been NOTHING but trouble during this operation. I tried to give her leeway, allowing her to take the lead and... Well, i'm sure she will be eager to tell you how it went." He frowned. "I don't think she listened to a single order I gave her throughout this." He pointed a green, suction-cup like finger at her. "You nearly got us both killed with that stunt up there. I know you have your own vision of what it is to be a Jedi, but the most important part is Discipline... Something that you are sorely lacking in." He sighed. He then composed himself. "More importantly, Master, we have bigger troubles. Perhaps we should go inside, I will debrief away from prying ears."