Yavin IV, Jedi Praxeum, Resting Area

Aching from his intense training, Tyron sat carefully on a chair in the Resting Room. His last session with the Jedi Battlemaster had been six hours of practicing the very athletic lightsaber form Ataru. Due to the acrobatic techniques involved in Form IV, Eldin felt extremely exhausted.

Tyron would have gone straight to his room and slept but after his combat session, Jaden had come to him and tasked him with meditation exercise however, after a brief debate, Korr did allow him to take a half an hour's rest. Meditation usually relaxed and refreshed Jedi but Eldin found it quite strenuous. The last time he tried, it made him recall bad memories. That was not something Tyron was fond of doing.

As the young student sat thinking to himself, trying his best to stay awake, he was joined by an unexpected visitor. Looking up Eldin saw the angry Togruta he had seen before staring down at him "May I join you?" she asked in a rather soothing voice. Not sure what to do Tyron simply nodded to her. She smiled and sat down in front of him.

After a few moments of silence the Togruta spoke "So, you are Tyron Eldin. I have heard much about you. It is nice to finally meet you. I'm Grace Katar"
Surprised Eldin replied "I didn't think you'd be happy to see me."
With her eyebrows raised the Togruta questioned "Why not?"
Hesitantly Tyron responded "I saw you before, on my first day here. I was leaving the Dinner Hall and I saw you looking at me. You were very angry. I could feel it."

Frowning, Grace looked at him for a moment, as though wondering what to say, and then stated "You are right. I was angry. Quite wrong of me considering the ways of the Jedi but no matter what we follow we all still have emotions. Nothing can stop that. Emotions do not fall, they rise."
Mesmerized but also confused by Katar's little speech Eldin proceeded to ask "Then why was you angry at me?"
Grace answered "I was not angry at you. I was angry at Master Katarn. We had…a disagreement earlier that day. It was not about something that should be taken lightly. Seeing him again brought the anger back to me and it did not leave quickly. I looked at you simply out of curiosity. I am very sorry if I caused you discomfort, that was certainly not my intention."

Considering her words as fair Tyron put forth his hand and said "It's okay. I understand. It's very nice to meet you Grace."
Smiling warmly Katar took his hand and shook it "Thank you. So, what has it been like for you here since you arrived?"
A happier expression etched on his face Eldin replied "It has been very challenging but exciting. Having a chance to become a Jedi and make my Father proud is wonderful but it takes a lot, as I'm sure you know. My Master Jaden Korr seems to make it much more arduous than I believe it has to be."
At the mention of his Master, Tyron thought he saw a glint of annoyance on Grace's face but it went that fast he wasn't sure "Yes I know Jaden Korr quite well. We were both trained by the same Master though I was Katarn's Apprentice a couple years after." Seeing Eldin's interest Katar continued "Jaden spends much time with Master Katarn so I saw him a lot during my training. One thing I know is that he is finding this just as difficult as you are. He has always been the learner, never the teacher."
This worried Eldin as by the assertiveness he heard in the tone of Grace's voice it seemed like she could be right. She did know Korr better than he did and if he lacked the capability to be a good mentor then Tyron knew he would most definitely fail as a student.
Noticing the boy's troubled look Katar stood up and spoke "I can see that you may need some time alone. I will go; I have to leave for an assignment soon anyway. It was a pleasure to meet you Tyron Eldin. I hope we can talk again."
"Me too." Tyron mumbled. Grace turned around and walked out of the Resting Area.

Remembering what his Master had told him to do Eldin left his chair, strolled over to the largest corner of the room and sat down. This was the place most pupils did their meditation techniques. There were several Padawans in the corner now, all with their eyes closed, drifting through the immense, figurative land of the Force.

Hoping this would bring some serenity to his troubled self, Tyron put his hands on his knees and closed his eyes. Doing as his Master had instructed in earlier sessions Eldin reached out to the Force, focusing his mind on peace and calmness as though asking for them as gifts.
Slowly Tyron began to feel his fears and doubt fade away inside him, diminishing like illness cured by medicine. Gradually, as his concentration stayed strong, feelings of hope and tranquillity came to him like a fierce wave in an extensive sea.
Breathing gently, Eldin tried his best to keep hold of the equanimity and wished that he could be in this state of mind forever.