Kolar looked at the medical report and then back at the high council. He was in trouble. There were no deaths; just thirty maimings, a few hundred people with broken bones, Quinlin had lost half of his face. Mace Windu gave him an unimpressed look, "Do you still think the Dathmarian can be reclaimed?"
Looking straight into his eyes Agen answered, "Yes I do." Speaking over the muted muttering, "Quinlin Vos made a mistake in calling him 'beast' and insulting a member of his kin."
"This you know," Yoda spoke with a slight quarry to show it was a question. When Kolar nodded, "Certain you are. Came to this, how?"
Addressing the Grandmaster, "They have the same tattoos from the same artist and their horn patterns are identical, which leads me to believe they are related. They may be brothers or cousins, I cannot be sure, but the connection is there."
Little Master Yaddle nodded, "Close bonds all Zabrack have. Sacred kin is."
Nodding his horned head Agen continued, "And all they have known on Dathomir is treatment as beasts of burden or slaves which most likely hasn't changed under Dooku. So when Vos called him beast and inferred his kin was too, he snapped."
Kenobi spoke then, "Yes the boy was unfriendly before that. But the attack was only after it was said."
Yoda nodded as he made a decision and looked to Agen, "Stay connecting with him you will. Gain his trust you must."
Bowing in response, "Yes Master." And the topic changed to how Skywalker and Offee were doing among the Mind Healers.
Two hours later Kolar headed towards the prison again to see what he could do. Now the young Dathmairan had been moved to a more secure section of the Temple Prison and had force cuffs that were also chained to the small rooms bed as an added precaution. Those and the added guards on the door were not discussed with him by the Council.
Entering the cell he found the young Dathmarian sitting on the bunk watching the door closely. Taking a chair from the outside (now the only furniture in the place was the bunk, even the bathroom section was in full view of the guard) Agen sat down across from the youth. "Hello again, I am sorry that my fellow Jedi insulted your kin as well as yourself."
Waiting for a response to the old phrase of apology for such a wrongdoing he saw the youth study him as if deciding if he meant it. Then bowed his head in acknowledgement of Agen's apology.
Bowing his own head Agen spoke, "Thank you." Then looking up at the youth, "Is there anything you want to ask me? Any questions you want answered?"
No response…..
They sat studying each other for five minutes straight without words. Then Agen spoke, "Well, I am an Illoian Zabrak." The youths pupils dilated, a sign of interest in any Zabrak. So Agen went on to talk about his home planet.
