Lahana hadn't been in a particularly good mood once she got back to the Jedi Temple on Yavin. As far as she was concerned the mission had been a mess. What was the point of rescuing those people if Aren was just going to go missing? Her fists swung rapidly at a stationary droid with six arms, each one ending in a padded glove. The droid creaked as it moved it's joints to intercept her fists. She hadn't punched someone in a while, she was starting to get withdraw.

"Padawan, I can feel your animosity from down the hall." Lahana stopped as Kale entered the room. She grumbled and turned to face him.

"Sorry Master, but it's... Frustrating. I can't stand sitting around not doing anything. Has there been any word on Aren?" She asked, her voice trembling with anxiousness. 

"Nothing, There is no way to communicate with Onderon. Anything short of going there ourselves will likely be a fruitless endeavor."

"So why don't we?"

"The planet is under Empire control, we would be blown from the sky before we even landed." Kale said. Lahana didn't like the answer, but that didn't mean she had a rebuttal. 

"...And this was all for what, a holocron? Those things that hold information? Is something like that really so valuable?" Kale let out a sigh.

"Knowledge is a powerful thing, dangerous if in the wrong hands. Though what truly has me concerned is the possibility that it is a Sith holocron. I can't say I have experience with them personally, but I know they are a corrupting influence. It might be possible to train a legion of dark Jedi with the assistance of such an artifact."

Lahana grumbled once again and grinded her teeth. She went back to punching the droid. "So... What are we. Supposed to do!?" 

"I will be talking with Master Skywalker as soon as possible. Being blindsided by this information was... Most unfortunate. Until then, rein in your anger padawan. Emotion is human, but be sure not to indulge the destructive force inside of you." Kale nodded and left the room, leaving Lahana to stew in her own thoughts.