Cradle to Grave
''
8, weeks
Beginning anew. I saw the mistrust in my Master's eyes. Knowing that I put it there only intensified my pain.
Siri's eyes were full of scorn. In varying degrees, I saw that look in the eyes of the other Padawans.
Master Yoda's moss-green orbs were the only ones that gave me comfort.
"Pass, shall this, too."
Weeks later, the affair of Lorian Nod occurred, and working together, my Master and I were reconciled in spirit as well as words.
My betrayal of Qui-Gon at Melida/Daan became a distant memory to all of us.
Except the Force.
The Force never forgets.
''