Author's Note: This chapter may be slightly out of sync with the rest of the story and it's because this chapter was written before any other chapter was.

Chapter 9:

One year later:

Once again Eliza sat down in one of the gardens of the Jedi Temple and just listened. She sat alone as she wondered what would come her way next. Her training had become heavier and Eliza felt as though she had really grown as a Jedi.

She was slowly finding it easier to not talk back to Kit. Lately, she had been finding it easier to do just do as she was told. Eliza noticed the complete calmness that was now constantly there between her and Kit. She was pleased at the place that had arrived at. It sometimes made Eliza wonder whether she would be able to take the Trials soon. The closer she got to it the more she longed for it.

Time passed in the garden slowly and in a strong way Eliza was glad of it. She leaned back on the bench and sighed contently and her eyes seemed to half close. She quickly opened them and sat up straighter when she felt a new presence near her. She looked to the doorway of the garden and noticed Shaak Ti standing there, watching her.

She had a small, pleasant smile on her face and she walked over to Eliza slowly and took a seat without anything being said. Eliza looked the Jedi Master over. Eliza quickly looked away, not wanting to stare but Master Ti was a beautiful woman. Her skin was a bright red and her eyes were kind and soft. She pressed her hands together and rested them carefully in her lap.

'How are you feeling, Padawan?' she asked in a very soft voice.

'I am well, Master Ti,' she replied.

'I have noticed you seem to be more ... at peace,' said Shaak after another moment.

'I feel it,' said Eliza slowly. 'I somehow think it has to do with having Master Fisto as my mentor. He has a relaxed outlook on life and I think it's rubbing off, plus, I'm sure past experiences have helped with the knowledge I can get through them.'

'Yes, that knowledge will always be helpful to you,' said Shaak in agreement. 'But do remember not to become too confident in your abilities. It can sometimes go against you.'

Eliza nodded gradually. 'Of course, Master Ti.' Eliza paused and looked at Shaak again. 'Is there something I am needed for?' she asked, again wondering if she had forgotten something.

'No,' said Shaak with a smile. 'I just felt a calming feeling out here and once I noticed you I thought I would join you.'

Eliza leaned back on the bench and placed her hands on her abdomen on top of the other and exhaled, relaxed. Shaak watched her, a smile still noticeable on her face but she said nothing as she looked away and glanced around their surroundings.

As Eliza trained she focused her mind upon the small droid trying to beat her. She leered at it, mocked it, daring it to come closer, daring it to shoot her. She knew the shots were harmless but they still hurt and sometimes bruised. Wherever it moved, she followed it with her blue lightsaber. It appeared to hiss and opened several points at once.

Eliza raised an eyebrow. So, think you're smart do you? She circled the droid and it had no trouble in keeping up. It shot at her but she blocked it easily. 'Oh, you're gonna have to do better than that,' she teased the droid.

It hissed again, turning round, though all sides looked the same and it hissed again. Eliza sniggered. Come on, little droid, come on. Eliza stepped carefully but on the third time round, she saw something in the corner of her eye and it distracted her. She looked away and the droid shot at her. She gasped in slight pain as she rounded on the droid but it had already moved away.

She heard laughter from the doorway. Eliza sighed, licked her lips and turned off her lightsaber. She knew it was Kit. 'Laughing at me again, Master?'

'Come, my Padawan,' he said, gesturing for her to join him.

She deactivated her lightsaber and placed it back on her belt. She stood in front of him and she sighed inwardly as she could sense another lecture coming.

'Now, my young Padawan,' he started, watching her body language closely. 'Your current overconfident thinking is flawed because you are not taking everything into account. You may understand the task at hand, even though it is training but you have failed to still see your opponents capabilities, even though you see it as a mere practicing droid.'

'Droids cannot think, Master,' she said slowly, frowning at him.

Kit smiled. 'It was thinking. It was thinking of the best way to shoot you.'

'And you allowed it to by distracting me...'

'No, my Padawan,' interjected Kit, 'you allowed my presence to distract you.'

Eliza had opened her mouth to speak but closed it when she realised he was right. She nodded her understanding to him. He seemed pleased that she understood.

'I was just with the Council and they want you there too,' he explained. 'Come, let us not keep them waiting.'

They made their way to the Council and entered without waiting. They stood in the centre and bowed to them. Eliza wondered if something had happened that she was unaware of.

'A new mission we have for you,' said Yoda, looking more at Kit than her. 'To Manaan you shall go and see a Bounty Hunter by the name Montross. Information, he says he has for us.'

'Do not be quick to trust him, despite what he says,' said Mace Windu. 'We have heard stories of this Bounty Hunter before. He was once a Mandalorian and you know they cannot be trusted. Keep in mind what he says but do not take it at face value. Report back to us when you have spoken with him.'

They bowed to the Council again and left the room. Eliza silently followed Kit, who seemed in deep thought, down to the hangar. They immediately boarder a small ship and travelled to Manaan. Eliza sat up front with Kit as he flew the ship and she looked over at him several times. Once entering space her looking over continued and Kit had definitely noticed it.

'Something you would like to say, Padawan?'

'I was just thinking over what the Council said...'

'You can voice your opinion,' said Kit encouragingly. 'You should be able to trust me.'

'I do trust you,' said Eliza.

Kit gave her a small disbelievingly look, knowing that she wasn't telling the entire truth. Eliza sighed and folded her arms loosely across her abdomen. 'Alright, I didn't trust you at first, but I do now, completely. You ... don't doubt me on that do you?'

Kit looked at Eliza and smiled. 'No, I do not doubt your feelings on it any longer. I can sense the bond that has formed between us and I know it is genuine. I thought your distrust in me before was because of my species,' added Kit casually.

'I harbour no ill will towards your kind or any other species but I had trouble understanding why you decided to train me. Your last two Padawan's were both Mon Calamari and I'm a Zabrak. It's quite a shift.'

'I agree,' said Kit. 'But I did not choose them because of their species.'

'Same type though,' commented Eliza.

Kit turned to her, a noticeable trace of surprise etched in his features. 'True, both our species are ... aquatic ... but it is not the reason I chose either of my other Padawan's, you know this.'

'Yes, I know,' said Eliza, leaning back in her chair.

'Are you tired, Eliza?' Kit asked, after some silence, turning his eyes back to the front.

Hearing her name made her sit up. 'You don't use my name often,' she commented.

'I know,' said Kit. 'I believe it should be used in private or when necessary. It could be dangerous.'

'What happens when I become a Knight?'

'Then things would be different,' said Kit, distractedly.

Eliza noticed it. 'Is something wrong, Master?'

'No, I do not think so,' he said slowly. 'I thought that ship was following us but it has since backed away.'

'It could still be following, just keeping a further distance.'

'Is that the sound of my Padawan learning something?' asked Kit with a grin.

Eliza looked to him and returned the smile but he seemed to have one more lesson for her. 'But remember, Padawan, do not think of the future and do not think of being a Knight just yet. You still have much to learn.'

'I know, Master,' she said softly.

'So, what was the problem with what the Council said?' said Kit, getting back on topic.

Eliza leaned against her seat again and focused on the space outside the window. She sighed. 'I am not sure,' she started uncertainly. 'It's just that the Council seemed more than eager to tell us not to trust this Bounty Hunter-once Mandalorian and I know that most Bounty Hunters cannot be trusted but ...'

Eliza trailed off. She was having trouble trying to express what she felt. 'I just ... thought they seem too willing to write this person off as complete bad news and...'

Kit cut her off. 'Padawan, you must understand. This Bounty Hunter is one that is well known to us and the Council were just giving a strong warning but, of course, they still encourage you to trust your feelings, but on this one, you will have to trust mine.'

'I understand Master, thank you.'

There was silence between them again. Eliza closed her eyes and breathed deeply. 'Padawan,' came Kit's smooth voice after a few moments. 'May I ask you something?'

'Of course, Master,' said Eliza, opening her eyes but looking back out into space.

'I have noticed that you still seem to hesitate before asking me a question. Is there a reason for this?' he asked gently.

Eliza sighed outwardly. 'I don't know,' she said shrugging, though she really did know why and Kit knew it too. She sighed again. 'My first Master, Nabil Lestin, didn't like me asking too many questions. Sometimes I didn't mind it because I could work things out on my own and I know that helped me but sometimes it made things almost impossible. I know all Jedi have their own ways of teaching and I am getting used to yours.'

'It will come in time,' said Kit knowingly.

Eliza nodded but said nothing more on the subject.

When they reached Manaan Eliza looked out the glass at the city below. She only knew a little about Manaan and she watched as they flew in. It looked like a tremendous, shell-shaped structure that was floating on top of the water's surface. Eliza frowned faintly.

'Master, how does the city stay afloat?' she asked still looking out.

Kit chuckled faintly. 'It uses a buoyancy system that incorporate the city's massive centre,' he explained.

They entered a hangar bay and left the ship. Eliza immediately felt the coolness of the planet. It was breezy and soft though Eliza was thankful it was not cold to the touch. She followed Kit through the dock and into the main sections. He apparently knew where he was going. Eliza looked to him.

'Do you know where to go, Master?'

'Yes,' he replied softly. 'I have been here before.'

Eliza nodded and continued to follow. They made their way to the West Courtyard and Eliza looked towards the exotic and beautiful water fountain which sat in the very centre of this courtyard. Kit had moved away from her and stopped when he realised she was not with him.

'Padawan,' he called gently.

Eliza heard him and walked over. 'Sorry, Master,' she said quietly.

'Do not get distracted,' he said in a low quiet voice, so that only Eliza could hear him. 'I need you to be alert. A Bounty Hunter is not to be trusted, even if he used to be a Mandalorian. People can change and he could have set traps or he could have people watching us now.'

Eliza nodded her understanding but said nothing. Kit nodded his head once at her and they continued. They walked to a closed door but it opened when they came near it. Eliza recognised it was a cantina. There were a few people inside but none of them seemed to take much notice of them. They walked towards the back and quickly found the person they were looking for.

A large, burly man was sitting at a table alone and he seemed to be already watching them. He held a blue cup in his hand which he took a sip from every now and then. Eliza looked him over as they approached. He had white hair and steely brown eyes. He was broad-shouldered and had a thick, musclier frame. Eliza could sense nothing from him but she knew not to accept that feeling just yet.

They stood before him and he gestured to the two chairs. 'I guess you must be what the Jedi the Council sent,' he said brusquely. 'Though maybe I shouldn't be surprised that they sent your species here,' he added to Kit. 'Don't know why they'd sent a Zabrak though,' he then added, slowly looking at Eliza.

Kit smiled at him pleasantly, ignoring the man's comment about his species. 'The young Zabrak is my Padawan,' he said politely.

She and Kit sat down. 'You have something for us,' said Kit starting the conversation.

Montross looked between them several times. He placed his cup down and sat up straighter but he still did not speak. After several minutes he leaned forwards and placed his arms on the table, entwining his fingers together. His brown eyes continued to regard them but Kit continued to give him the same pleasant and patient look.

'I know of a plan concerning your Jedi Council,' he stated confidently.

'Oh,' said Kit slowly. 'And what would that be?'

'I have overheard other Bounty Hunters speak of them. Many of them carry grudges and many of them want revenge on the Jedi and they think the best place to start is with the Council, target higher members to gain some attention, maybe catch them off guard.'

'The Council would not let such a thing take place,' said Kit evenly.

'That's the problem with you Jedi!' Montross spat. 'So cocky and arrogant, always thinking you're safe in the Temple on Coruscant.'

'Where did you overhear this plan?' asked Eliza unsurely.

Kit looked to her briefly but kept it unnoticed. Montross noticed nothing. 'It wasn't on Manaan but they're here now. I followed them. I originally heard them talking about it on Tatooine, in the swoop racing centre. They didn't seem to mind who overheard either.'

'Can you give us any information on them?' asked Kit, placing his arms on the table.

Montross opened his mouth but before he could speak a service droid came over and placed a drink each in front of Kit and Eliza. They both nodded their thanks and the droid left. Montross seemed a little more than annoyed by the interruption. His eyes narrowed as he watched the droid. He quickly turned his attention back to the two Jedi.

'Before I tell you anymore ... what will I get out of this?' he asked slyly.

'Is there something we have that you want?' asked Kit politely.

'Well, I could become a target from other Bounty Hunters and helping you with them could get me into a lot of trouble ...'

'The Jedi are not something to be manipulated or bribed,' said Eliza, a little louder than intended.

Kit moved one arm off the table wrapped his hand around her wrist, to stop her saying anything more. 'I shall contact the Council and see what they are willing to offer you.'

'Good,' said Montross, his eyes moving over Eliza mistrustingly. 'I'll be here.'

Eliza and Kit returned to the ship, silence lay between them the whole way. Eliza knew she had spoken out of anger and out of line and what she had said was inappropriate. When entering the ship Kit when straight to the communications and contacted the Council. Yoda and Mace Windu appeared and Eliza stayed back to watch. She wasn't really needed right now.

'You have news for us, Master Fisto?' asked Yoda.

'Yes, Master Yoda,' he spoke immediately. 'We have contacted Montross. He said he overheard other Bounty Hunters talking of attacking the Jedi Council.'

'You do not believe him?' asked Mace Windu.

Kit shook his head uncertainly. 'I am not sure,' he replied honestly. 'I think the plan is bold, too bold but we have seen unbelievable things before but I do believe the plan would not be seen through.'

'Has he told you about the other Bounty Hunters?'

'No, he says he will but he wants something in return and is interested in what we could give him,' said Kit. 'I thought it best to check with the Council.'

'Perhaps it would be best to see what he actually wants. What we offer may not be suitable and we may get no more information,' said Mace slowly, thinking it through. 'Where is your Padawan?'

'She is here,' said Kit softly.

Kit looked to her and she walked over so Yoda and Mace could see her. She bowed to them. 'Something to say, have you?' asked Yoda.

Eliza bit her lower lip slightly. How could Yoda know that? Eliza nodded slowly and decided to speak up. 'I don't think that the Jedi should even be considering what this Bounty Hunter is saying, Master. Should the Council really base the decision on something the man said? It doesn't sound tactful and it does not make any sense.'

Yoda and Mace watched Eliza and took her words in but they seemed unwilling to listen to her. 'And what you do instead?' asked Yoda, leaning on his wooden walking stick.

This time Eliza hesitated more. 'I think he should be taken in for questioning ... or something. Having him here will not do us any good. He has the advantage and he knows it. He-'

Kit put his hand near her and Eliza stopped talking. Kit took over again. 'We shall await your decision.'

They all bowed and the communication was cut. Eliza walked away but she knew Kit had many things to say. He stayed where he was but he turned to look at her. 'Padawan,' he said gently, gaining Eliza's full attention. She was surprised his tone was gentle and calm.

'You know you should not argue with me,' he said slowly, watching her.

'Master, I did not disagree with you until the point of arguing but it annoyed me that he would try and use the Jedi in such a way.'

'To me, you felt more angered than annoyed,' commented Kit.

Eliza sighed audibly. 'I'm sorry, Master,' she said quietly.

'And I do not think speaking to the Council in such a manner was appropriate. You are supposed to respect them,' he said moving towards her a little.

'I know, Master, and I do respect them but when Master Yoda asked for my opinion I felt it compelled to give it.'

'My young Padawan,' said Kit, moving closer and standing in front of her. He looked down at her but she did not look back, preferring to look at the floor. 'I had hoped that you would hold your tongue but ... maybe you have a point. It seems you listened to the Council's warnings after all. We were told not to trust him but the outburst with him using the Jedi should not happen again.'

Eliza eventually looked up, knowing it's what he wanted. 'It won't happen again, Master. I will be more objective and detached in future.'

'Good to hear,' he said, placing a hand on her shoulder. He moved away and sat in the pilot seat. Eliza slowly moved and sat in the passenger one beside him.

'Master?' she asked slowly.

Kit looked to her, showing she had his attention. 'What do we do now?'

'We wait until the Council has reached a decision and then go and talk with our friend.'

Eliza nodded. Kit turned back to look out into the hangar bay although there was not much to see. 'Master?' said Eliza again.

Kit smiled and turned back to look at her. 'What were your other Padawan's like?'

Kit chuckled lightly. 'My first Padawan was a female Mon Calamari named Bant Eerin. Her first Master, Tahl, was killed so I offered to take her on, much like I did with you. She was quiet in the beginning, soft-spoken but when it came to battle it was hard to contain her. After her I took on Nahdar Vebb, a male Mon Calamari. Nahdar was headstrong and I know he likes to use his Force powers. He didn't like me telling him not to overuse them. He easily becomes attached to people, which is one thing I worried about. Why do you ask about them?'

Eliza shrugged softly. 'I was just curious.'

'Do you remember your teachings on curiosity?' asked Kit, still looking at her.

Eliza glanced back. 'Yes, of course I do, Master, but you offered the information. I didn't use any other methods.'

Kit smiled again for a moment before looking out the window. Eliza then thought of something to ask but the answer worried her. What if he didn't want to tell me anything about him? She looked at Kit but then decided not too but Kit could sense her struggle.

'Want to ask something else?' he asked calmly.

'Did you know my old Master, Nabil Lestin?'

'Yes,' said Kit simply. 'Master Lestin was a good man. I heard he could be tough with his students. His first student didn't survive his training. You must have done well. As a Twi'lek, he felt a strong connection to Ryloth. He spoke about it only when necessary. I could sense a heavy loss within him as he spoke of it.'

'Do you know if he ever mentioned me?' asked Eliza.

'I am surprised you are only asking these questions now, Padawan. I have been teaching you for a while now. Why the sudden interest in your old Master?'

'It's not a sudden interest. He was my Master since I was eleven and I was twenty when he died. I've thought about him a lot, though I do not think it's because I miss him. I think it's more that I didn't know him better than I did.'

Kit nodded at her words. He could understand that. 'I know of one occasion that he mentioned you, not to me, but to Master Koth. As a fellow Zabrak, he liked to know how other Jedi of his species were doing. I did ask Master Koth why he did not take you as a Padawan but he informed me he had one at the time.'

'Do the Masters get to choose who they take as a Padawan?' asked Eliza.

'Sometimes,' replied Kit. 'In special circumstances and if the Master feels a connection. If they do not want to choose themselves then the Council will do it for them.'

It went quiet for a moment. 'May I ask, what did my first Master tell Master Koth?'

'He spoke of your training and how it was going. He said nothing too personal except that he thought of you more than his Padawan, more like a niece in some respects.'

Eliza nodded. She was surprised to even hear he thought of her that way. They never even niece/uncle close before. The ship turned quiet again and Eliza closed her eyes and breathed deeply, focusing her mind on calming things.

She was brought back when the communication system came to life. Yoda and Mace Windu appeared again. They directed attention straight onto Kit. 'Master Fisto, back to Bounty Hunter you must go and ask him what he wants,' said Yoda.

'We are sending back-up for you now,' said Mace just the transmission cut out. Kit stood and walked the ramp but then stopped. 'Are you coming, my young Padawan?'

'Do you think it wise to speak with him now, shouldn't we wait for back-up so that if something happens then we won't have to wait or die?'

'I am sure we will be fine,' said Kit. 'Now, come.'

Eliza nodded. She knew not to argue. She stood and they both returned to the cantina. Montross was no longer there. Eliza looked at Kit but he was busy checking the room over. They then walked to the back and sat down.

'Perhaps he will return soon.'

Hours later, Montross had still not returned and both Jedi were still seated at one of the back tables. They watched as people came and went, interacted with each other and drank. As Eliza watched other people it sometimes made her think about her own life. What if the Jedi hadn't accepted her into the Order? How different would her life have been?

She looked at Kit but he was still in the same position. Eliza sighed audibly. 'Master, how long do we intend to wait?'

'Patience, Padawan.'

'I believe we've been patient enough,' she commented calmly. 'Should we search for him?'

'That might be what he's waiting for,' said Kit.

'But our back-up should be here soon,' said Eliza quickly. 'It couldn't hurt to have a small look around, could it?'

Kit finally looked at his Padawan and thought for a moment. Perhaps an exercise in this couldn't hurt. He nodded his head once and stood up. Eliza did the same and she followed Kit out the cantina and walked beside him as they checked all sections of the city.

One of the last sections they came to contained the old Sith Base on this planet. Eliza was not sure what it was used for now but she didn't think it that interesting. It was now late afternoon on the planet and the sun was beginning to set. Eliza looked out over the water. It still shined with beauty. It made her feel happy and peaceful.

She moved and stood beside Kit who was looking down the corridor leading towards the old Sith Base. Only now did Eliza realise. 'Do you feel that, Master?'

'Yes,' he whispered quietly.

'Maybe we should head back and wait for the others to arrive.'

'I think it may already be too late for that,' he said slowly. 'They know we are here. I wondered why it was deserted.'

They both took hold of their lightsabers and continued to move. As the section grew slowly darker the more nervous Eliza became. She wasn't exactly sure what was going to happen but she knew it wasn't going to be good. She stood closer to her Master as she could sense his growing concern also. Eliza couldn't understand why they were just waiting for something to happen. She wanted to ask why it was too late to leave but she knew she had to listen to him on this mission. This one was his call.

When darkness came across the city and the moon shined into the section they occupied Eliza jumped as shadows seemed to move. The one she saw the most, she watched. 'Master,' she whispered inaudibly.

'I know,' he whispered back.

Figures of all shapes and sizes rushed out from the protection of the shadows and surrounded Eliza and Kit and they both ignited their lightsabers. Among them was Montross. Eliza's eyes narrowed at the sight of him. He lied; he wasn't interested in helping them.

'Well, well, well,' said Montross, beginning to circle them. 'Took you two Jedi much longer to come looking for me than I had expected.'

'We're not interested in your games, Montross,' said Kit firmly.

'Oh, I don't have any games,' said Montross, a grin spreading across his face. 'I'm just up for a bit of sport and so are my pals. Manaan can be quite a boring place but for a sub-fishy species like yours, you must find this place oh-so fascinating.'

Eliza's eyes narrowed even more and Kit could feel her anger building. 'Careful,' he whispered to her. 'Ignore his words.'

'Stop whispering to her,' said Montross loudly. 'You should be happy that she's angry and wants to attack me though I'd more than happy to introduce her to your world.'

'You won't get the chance,' said Kit, moving into a defensive position.

The fight started and Eliza immediately got split up from Kit. She blocked the blaster shots fired at her and studied the faces of the four men before her. From the corner of her eye she could see Kit dealing with many more people than she was. All Eliza was praying for now was that their Jedi back-up came to help.

She ducked and weaved as more and more shots came her way. She was eventually backed into the railing and they stopped firing. Montross came towards her and before Eliza could swipe; her lightsaber was knocked out of her hand by a blaster shot that Montross fired. She gasped and grabbed her hand in pain. Montross laughed and instead of shooting her he knocked her to the ground by hitting her in the jaw.

Eliza hit the ground hard and whimpered from the pain. She attempted to stand up but having so many people around her and not having the ability to see properly was becoming a problem. She got to her knees but her head was still spinning. Montross laughed cruelly and hit her again. This time, she fell to the ground and had been knocked out cold.

All of them turned their attention to Kit and they soon had him greatly outnumbered. He stopped fighting and his eyes went to Eliza who was still lying on the ground in an almost awkward position. He could sense she was still alive but even her chest was hardly moving.

'Say goodbye to your little Padawan,' taunted Montross.

He picked Eliza up and threw her over the railings edge and into the cold water, a large splash echoing. Kit tried to rush forwards. 'No,' he said quietly.

'She's going to drown and would people ask why you didn't save her?'

'They'll know what you've done.'

'Oh, I don't think so.'

In a split second, Kit's face turned into a wide smile and it seemed to confuse Montross. Kit could feel the presence of other Jedi and they were all coming this way.

'Don't even think about it Jedi, you're outnumbered,' said Montross, slight panic sheathing his voice.

'Not for long,' said Kit. His face hardened and as the other Jedi flanked him the fight began again. This time Kit fought his way through to the railing and once there he knocked out the last person in his way and deactivated his lightsaber and placed it back onto his belt. He jumped onto the railing and dived into the water.

He smiled at the coolness it brought to his skin and he instantly looked for Eliza and though the water was crystal clear he was having trouble seeing her. Kit swam deeper and deeper until he found Eliza. He was surprised she had gone down this far already.

When reaching her, he grabbed her and swiftly placed an arm around her. He needed her to become conscious again before doing anything. He gently slapped her cheeks a couple times and she eventually came to though she appeared groggy. He smiled and Eliza instantly began to panic as she started to drown and more water filled her lungs.

Instinctively Kit wrapped his lips around hers much to Eliza's surprise and he sucked the water from her lungs and gave her fresh air. At once, he kicked hard to get them both to the surface quickly. When Eliza realised what he was doing she placed her arms around him and held on. Her eyes were wide as she was scared but she kept focused on Kit. When breaking the surface Eliza realised herself from his lips and took in a large gulp of air.

Kit pulled her from the water and lay Eliza on the ground. She coughed and slowly her breath came back. The Jedi who came to help walked over. 'So there is your Padawan,' said Shaak Ti with a small smile.

Kit returned it before kneeling down beside Eliza. He moved some of the wet hair from her face and she looked up at him. 'Feeling alright?'

'Yes,' she coughed out before falling unconscious again.