The wolf looked at her with a blank expression. He understood none of her words, not sharing the same connection with her as he did with Kissimi. He could understand every word Kissimi said, and remember words said by others for her, but he had no way of knowing [i]what[/i] others meant unless Kissimi repeated them. He figured she was saying something along the lines of "it'll be okay" but he really didn't care. He then looked at the two arguing Jedi, tilting his head with a whine of pure bewilderment.