Adam's sleep was not restful, and it was full of bad dreams. He could feel the dark side of the force emanating strongly from this planet. When he closed his eyes to shut out the cries of pain and anguish, they only grew louder and louder in his mind. Worse still was the cold. He had the simply heating lamp turned to maximum, and yet he shivered. 

[i]What was this place?[/i] he thought to himself. [i]A battle? A massacre?[/i] Whatever it was, he was beginning to wonder how any Jedi could stay here and not turn mad. Although after meeting Yoda...

"Lost to me, this planet's mysteries are." said a familiar voice from the U-wing's open hatch. "Learn them in time, perhaps. Though have much of it, I do not."

Adam rose from his bunk and looked to Yoda. "You say that my training is complete, but how can that be?" he asked. He did his best to try and hide his frustration, but he knew it showed.

"No more to learn, you have. Except from yourself." Yoda said. If he noticed Adam's irritation, he didn't show it. "Let go of attachment, a Jedi must. Yet tightly, you hold on." Adam could tell where this was going, so it was best to just get it out of the way and stop dancing around the issue.

"Is it so obvious that I love her?" he asked, as much to himself as to the wizened Jedi master.

"Strength in the Force to see this, I do not need." Yoda said with a laugh. "Know, does she?"

Adam simply shook his head. "I don't know." It was true. Was he just her friend and teacher, or much more?

"Close to the Dark Side, you are becoming." Yoda said, matter-of-factly. "Training, she must focus on. Yourself, you must. Teach final lesson, only you can."

Adam wanted to throw something. For all of his insane, backwards talk, Yoda was right. Even if she wasn't a Jedi, how could she ever love him back? The young Jedi needed to find his own place in the galaxy. Even if that means being far away from Kijani Organa.

"Right. At least let me say goodbye first." Adam said, feeling defeated.