"Whoa, whoa hold on you want to what?"Zeb looks at Tei'lek in disbelief at what she just told the whole crew."Hera, you're crazy right? She's crazy right?"he looks to Kanan who's serious face told Lasat it wasn't a joke.

"Hera, are you sure you know this girl?"Sebina looks to her wondering as well even if her words sounded cautious.

"It is, I know it. I could feel it."Hera tells the crew though they could see her mind was still on the teen girl she saw a couple of hours ago. Hera was sure it had to be her, she knew it and felt it once the girl looked her way and their eyes locked just for second. Those same yellow eyes she remember looking at her so bright and carefree. Back then she was only a infant while Hera herself was a child turning into a pre-teen.

Her mother was a friend of her family's tribe and a friend of Hera. Thinking back to when mother first came to her home planet she was much older than Hera by far but they still shared a close relationship. And now finding her daughter here thrown into a gladiator game to the death that she was sure Siria was not aware of, caused the Tei'lek great amount of fury just thinking about it. If it wasn't Kanan who had to pull her out of there she might have easily gotten herself killed.

Coming back to Ghost her ship she informed the crew of her findings, and told them all how they would be breaking you out. Which was the reason why Zeb was not at all fully along with this plan, she could see the others where not as well.

"Even if this kid."Zeb speaks"You said yourself Kanan that she just like misfit over here."he thumbs over Ezra their newest member of their crew.

"Hey"he protest.

"She can use the force, but not in a good way. She's unstable. Where you exact words"Zeb looks to Kanan repeating what he said about newly discovered force sensitive girl."What good will it be having someone who is unstable with us, for all we know she could easily just snap our necks like that. At least with Ezra you've been training him, but this girl is like a ticking time bomb."

"It's not her fault that she's became like that."Hera steps in defending Siria."She doesn't know what she's doing. I don't see what the issue is for saving her."

"The issue is, she's unstable from what you and Kanan have said about her. She was raised to fight and kill. Now I don't know about you, but I think all of us would sleep much better not having someone on ship who can do that."Zeb goes against her.

"I agree with Zeb, Hera. She sounds to far gone to do anything. Who knows what she can do. She's probably better off where she is. Who knows who she will react when we do take her away. Personally, I don't want to find out."Sabine agrees with Zeb.

"Kanan, can't you train her?"Hera looks to the Jedi pleading with him."You're training Ezra, can't you train her?"

Everyone looks to him, waiting for his final decision. Kanan looks at everyone calmly sighing weighing both opinions heavily. He understood where Zeb was coming from, he could feel how strong the force from that teen girl, and seem to suffocate him. He felt she was so close no to close to the dark. He did agree with Hera that it was not her fault to blame, but the idea of trying to training like he was doing Ezra was another story. Then again, if someone else did sense her and take her, who knows what the outcome would be. Closing his eyes in deep thought, he opens his eyes looking at everyone. His eyes landed on Hera for a bit, as he looked around at everyone. Standing up firmly.

A young Hera hide her eyes then removed her hands playing peek a boo with the little infant that sat infront of her, her name was Siria she had smooth white skin with thick truffle of red hair on the top of her head, as her bright yellow eyes gleamed with with simplistic happiness from Hera's simple game. Hera couldn't help but smile at the delight of infant's laughter. Whom she had grown an attachment to. She didn't know where it came from, but ever since Siria and her mother had came to her home planet and her family allowed them to stay due to the Empire. Hera remember when they found Siria and her mother, the infant was not born yet. After being on the planet for sometimes, Siria was born, a healthy baby girl. It had been a year since Siria and her mother Livia. Who was a striking woman with white skin she shared with her daughter, as well the red hair though her eyes where shimmer sort of pink. Compared that of her daughter's eyes.

As Hera played with Siria while her mother was often away, she knew the infant did not mind her company at all. Though Hera would often wonder where Livia was. Picking up the little one as she bounced her up and down on knee, making her laugh. Bringing her to eye level, Hera couldn't help but look into her bright yellow eyes that always made Hera smile no matter what. It was what she named after, the name Hera gave her. Her mother was not able too, since she the birth caused her to passout.

"Aren't you a natural?"a familier smooth silky voice gets Hera's attention, making the young girl turn around to find Livia in all her beauty, though that was expected from her race her half Zeltron side which she Livia received her looks as well hair color along with eye color and spectacular physique though her skin color had to be from her another part of her heritage. Even so Livia was still pretty, being only now 17 having her child at 16. She had a body of that an adult which she was not ashamed of showing wearing tight clothes. She smiles down at Hera, who happily gets up greeting her. Holding her baby close.

"Livia, you're back."Hera greets her."Siria and I missed you."she holds out her baby to the mother, who was hesitant to touch the little one, but does so anyway gently. Hera looks at the little one, as it started to cry from its mother's touch much to the shock of Hera, surely after year her daughter had grown use to her mother by now. Quickly Livia moves her hand away. As Hera starts to sooth the crying one."Calm down now, it's your mother. Be much nicer."she tells the little one, who slowly started to calm down. Hera looks at Livia with sorry look."Sorry Livia."she apologizes to her.

Livia brushes it off with a hearty laugh."It's alright."she tells her walking away. Hera watches, then looks back at the infant who now had stopped once her mother left.