The transport left us at the temple, Qui Gon and Mace went to report to
the council, leaving, under the care of Obi Wan, we were going to the
healers ward before we went back to our quarters. This was the first time
I was alone with him since they had come to Alderaan for me and I knew that
he was trying to hide the fact that he was upset for me.
"You can ask me the questions you have, Obi." I said quietly. He jerked as if I'd slapped him, his eyes widening. Eventually he turned to look me in the eyes and I could see the anger there, but I knew it wasn't directed at me.
"What did they do to you, if you don't want to answer that's ok. It's just that he doctors, they talked to Qui Gon and well I've never seen him that angry before." He said all of this in a rush. I laughed humourlessly.
"It would probably be easier if you asked me what they didn't do," I looked away for a moment, wrapping my arms around myself.
"You remember that time we used the hover boards to skim down the council tower? That was nothing compared to what they did to me."
Mace sat with Qui Gon in the Room of a Thousand fountains. They had already talked to the council and Mace and his padawan had been given free time until the council felt Tar-Kentu was somewhat better, even if it had not been given Mace would have insisted on it. Qui Gon had told them what the doctor had told him, even though Mace knew most of what had happened to Tar-Kentu, he had still been shocked. Qui Gon had suggested that they come here. Mace was, understandably, and was resorting to self recrimination.
"She could have come with me the first time, but I wanted her to stay back in case we were attacked from behind." Mace said.
"Aren't you always the one who tells me to not worry about the past?" Qui Gon asked him. Mace shot him a glare.
"Tar-Kentu has bee hurt badly, both physically and mentally. Have you ever heard the saying 'What happens to the master, effects the padawan'? It's the same in reverse. What happened to her will has affected you. Don't look at me like that, it's true and you know it. If it isn't, then explain to me what we're doing sitting here. You didn't argue very much when I suggested we come here. If I recall correctly, you exact words were 'I don't want her getting upset by how I feel.'" Mace stared at him silently, finally his shoulders slumped. Since they were children the two Jedi had always tried to best each other in arguments. But this time Qui Gon took no pleasure in his victory. He stood up and was joined by Mace.
"Now it's time for you both to recover. You have to be there for her to talk to or when she needs to let her anger out. If you ever feel the need to do the same, come see me." Qui Gon offered. Mace nodded as they approached his quarters they could hear voices as they walked in.
"I've never wanted to die before, Obi. After they did that to me I had no real will to live anymore. I've never felt like that before and it terrified me." Tar-Kentu was saying. She glanced up and blushed when she saw Qui Gon and Mace come in, obviously she had not intended for anyone else to know that. Obi Wan stood up and joined Qui Gon, they said their farewells and left. Mace sat down in the seat Obi Wan had vacated.
"What did the healers say?" He asked. He could not think of anything else to say. Tar-Kentu picked up a data pad and handed it to him.
"They want me to do those exercises to help strengthen my muscles again and they gave me numerous creams and stuff for my injuries. They healed some of the broken bones and asked me to come back tomorrow." She said, she made a disgusted sound.
"How am I supposed to do most of them, that's what I want to know. I can hardly move." Mace glanced over the data pad then set it aside again.
"I think that you'll need some help doing them, we might as well get started." He sat on the table in front of the sofa she was sitting on and pulled of her boots and then started gently and slowly bending moving her ankle, her jaw tightened against the pain, after about half an hour he started bending her leg at the knee. Then he moved onto her other leg and did the same there, even though she hadn't been the one doing it, the exercises had tired her and she fell asleep on the chair. He stood up and taking of his robe, he draped it over her, he sat watching her for a while.
While she was sleeping her face was relaxed, showing no strain or the fear that plagued her since she had been found on Alderaan. Thank the force for small mercies. He thought to himself.
"You can ask me the questions you have, Obi." I said quietly. He jerked as if I'd slapped him, his eyes widening. Eventually he turned to look me in the eyes and I could see the anger there, but I knew it wasn't directed at me.
"What did they do to you, if you don't want to answer that's ok. It's just that he doctors, they talked to Qui Gon and well I've never seen him that angry before." He said all of this in a rush. I laughed humourlessly.
"It would probably be easier if you asked me what they didn't do," I looked away for a moment, wrapping my arms around myself.
"You remember that time we used the hover boards to skim down the council tower? That was nothing compared to what they did to me."
Mace sat with Qui Gon in the Room of a Thousand fountains. They had already talked to the council and Mace and his padawan had been given free time until the council felt Tar-Kentu was somewhat better, even if it had not been given Mace would have insisted on it. Qui Gon had told them what the doctor had told him, even though Mace knew most of what had happened to Tar-Kentu, he had still been shocked. Qui Gon had suggested that they come here. Mace was, understandably, and was resorting to self recrimination.
"She could have come with me the first time, but I wanted her to stay back in case we were attacked from behind." Mace said.
"Aren't you always the one who tells me to not worry about the past?" Qui Gon asked him. Mace shot him a glare.
"Tar-Kentu has bee hurt badly, both physically and mentally. Have you ever heard the saying 'What happens to the master, effects the padawan'? It's the same in reverse. What happened to her will has affected you. Don't look at me like that, it's true and you know it. If it isn't, then explain to me what we're doing sitting here. You didn't argue very much when I suggested we come here. If I recall correctly, you exact words were 'I don't want her getting upset by how I feel.'" Mace stared at him silently, finally his shoulders slumped. Since they were children the two Jedi had always tried to best each other in arguments. But this time Qui Gon took no pleasure in his victory. He stood up and was joined by Mace.
"Now it's time for you both to recover. You have to be there for her to talk to or when she needs to let her anger out. If you ever feel the need to do the same, come see me." Qui Gon offered. Mace nodded as they approached his quarters they could hear voices as they walked in.
"I've never wanted to die before, Obi. After they did that to me I had no real will to live anymore. I've never felt like that before and it terrified me." Tar-Kentu was saying. She glanced up and blushed when she saw Qui Gon and Mace come in, obviously she had not intended for anyone else to know that. Obi Wan stood up and joined Qui Gon, they said their farewells and left. Mace sat down in the seat Obi Wan had vacated.
"What did the healers say?" He asked. He could not think of anything else to say. Tar-Kentu picked up a data pad and handed it to him.
"They want me to do those exercises to help strengthen my muscles again and they gave me numerous creams and stuff for my injuries. They healed some of the broken bones and asked me to come back tomorrow." She said, she made a disgusted sound.
"How am I supposed to do most of them, that's what I want to know. I can hardly move." Mace glanced over the data pad then set it aside again.
"I think that you'll need some help doing them, we might as well get started." He sat on the table in front of the sofa she was sitting on and pulled of her boots and then started gently and slowly bending moving her ankle, her jaw tightened against the pain, after about half an hour he started bending her leg at the knee. Then he moved onto her other leg and did the same there, even though she hadn't been the one doing it, the exercises had tired her and she fell asleep on the chair. He stood up and taking of his robe, he draped it over her, he sat watching her for a while.
While she was sleeping her face was relaxed, showing no strain or the fear that plagued her since she had been found on Alderaan. Thank the force for small mercies. He thought to himself.