Kale adjusted his robe as he stepped off a transport. He was glad to be out of the stale air of the ship and in the crisp atmosphere of Yavin IV. It was a shame he wasn't in the mood to enjoy the scenery. He gave a nonchalant wave to those that greeted him on his way to the Jedi temple. Even now he wasn't quite sure what he was going to say to Luke, he had placed a great deal of trust in the young man and he was not met with the same.

As he approached the entrance to the temple the doors slid open and he was greeted by Mara Jade. "Master Kale." She said with a hint of a smirk. She knew why he was here, she must have found Luke's predicament amusing somehow.

"Mara." Kale nodded as he followed her inside. In spite of this building's history Kale often found himself uneased by the architecture. There was a presence here, like fingerprints left by those attuned to the force. When he saw Luke, the words he'd been struggling to put together suddenly settled. "I trust you know what I came to speak about, Luke." He walked further in, moving to be face to face with Skywalker.

"When I joined this order I did not do so under the impression that I would be forced to deal with the unsavory aspects of the Republic's bureaucracy. I do not intend to be a blind pawn in their political games." Kale let out a sigh and crossed his arms. "But you should know this already, which is why I ask you now. Why did you keep such vital information from me?"