Unfortunately, all good things must come to an end, and so does Five and Echo's time at the archives.

Luckily, they've acquired enough notes and information to keep them occupied and spark a whole new list of questions. Which is convenient, given that their next mission has them docking with the Negotiator.

It's relatively easy to set up a meeting with the General, although the pair does receive a quizzical look from the Commander.

Cody squints at them, debating their intention for a moment before agreeing, "So long as no pranks are happening."

"What? Us? Never." Fives shook his head, "How dare you even imply it - We would never do such a thing, right, Ech'ika?"

Echo nods in agreement, "Of course not, that would be against regs."

Cody squints harder.

Everyone knows that although Fives does brainstorm the pranks, Echo is the true mastermind who commander-proofs them. They can't get in trouble for following the regs, after all. Echo just happens to know every loophole and odd set of phrasing there is. You have to know the regs to break them without actually breaking them. Although it may not seem it, between the two of them, Echo was definitely the crafty one. He's just better at hiding it.

Fives makes the hairbrained idea and Echo figures out how to make his twin's vision reality (with a few of his own finishing touches, of course.)

"Whatever," Cody sighs. "He's a big Jetii, he can handle himself. Just no property damage, no vode damage, and no Jetii damage, tayli'bac?"

"Elek, alor."

"'lek, alor!"

"No galactic relations damage either."

"You're asking for so much, Commander!" Fives sighs dramatically, "Such oppressive conditions!"

"It'll be fine, sir," Echo assures him, "It's genuinely not a prank this time, we're just curious about some Jetii stuff is all."

After eyeing him one more time, Cody nods, "Alright. Pretty sure he's off prancing around and gathering his tea at the moment, let me know when and if you manage to find him. And tell him to answer his damn comm."

"Gathering tea?"

"Tea comes from leaves, di'kut," Echo swats the back of Fives' head. "Those leaves have to come from somewhere."

"Oh, I just figured since they were in the little bags..."

Cody shakes his head, "Away with you both, before I assign you catch-up flash modules. Clearly you didn't pay attention the first time."

"Kark that!" Fives grabs Echo and sprints in the opposite direction, Cody looking after them with a smirk on his face. He wonders what condition his Jetii will return in.

Cody hopes it's glittery this time. Those are always the best ones.

It takes Fives and Echo awhile to locate the General, but once they're near, you couldn't miss him.

"Uh... Sir?"

"Yes, Echo?" General Kenobi does not open his eyes.

"Do you have to make the leaves glow to make tea?"

"No, no, of course not." Kenobi says, "The leaves just weren't quite ready to be picked yet, so I resolved to speed up the process. It's a good opportunity to practice my connection with the living force, at any rate."

"I see," Echo frowns, "So what exactly are you doing to them?"

"Just maturing them a little further," the General explains, "They were still too young for picking."

"Oh, so you can make organisms just... get older?" Fives asks, "And that's ethical?"

Obi-Wan shrugs, "I'm going to eat them either way, may as well make them taste better when I do. I fail to see how making them older makes it unethical?"

"Well, supposing they were sentient..." Fives began. "And some species of plants are," Echo continues for him, "Even ones we haven't discovered are yet,"

"I suppose I haven't thought of it that way before," The General admits, "but if one thinks so broadly, then I imagine there aren't many ethical actions left in the universe."

"So Jetii don't actually intend to protect all lives, like was in the document," Fives says, "You only protect sentient ones."

Echo nods, "Otherwise you would only eat ration bars and protein mush, like we were designed to. In order to protect all life, you would have to only consume pre-formed molecules that never had lives of their own."

Obi-Wan frowns, "I'm not certain what you're trying to accuse me of, but-"

"We're not trying to accuse you of anything, sir," Fives says, "We're just trying to understand your religion."

"It's been very confusing and conflicting so far," Echo agrees, "There are so many contradictions, and it has changed so much over time."

"Yeah, it's nearly unrecognizable compared to what it was when it started."

"You've been studying Jedah?" Obi-Wan questions, "Whatever for?"

"Well, Echo was reading that book on Galactic religions that you suggested," Fives says, "And we figured it's kinda rude not to know anything about your religion considering how much the Jedi do for us."

"Oh," Obi-Wan smiles, "That's very respectful and kind of you both. Where have your studies taken you so far?"

"We've not gotten too far yet," Echo explains, "But first we talked to our General, but that didn't seem to... well, he didn't-"

"Our General knows nothing." Fives says bluntly, "No offense."

Obi-Wan sighs, "None taken. He never did care to pay attention in his lessons. So you must've gotten more information elsewhere then?"

Echo nods enthusiastically, "We went to the Archives next,"

"The Archives?" Obi asks, clearly surprised, "Madame Nu allowed you in there?"

"We... didn't really ask?" Fives says, "We snuck in, but she found out anyways. She didn't seem to mind all that much, so long as we were quiet."

"You two? Quiet?"

"Respectfully, sir, go kark yourself."

Echo squeaked and elbowed Fives in the side, "Fives!"

"It's fine, Echo," the General smiled, "It's all in good fun."

"If you say so, sir,"

"Anyway, back to the point," Obi-Wan says, "The Archives, hm? Those are some pretty high level readings. Even Masters often have trouble interpreting them."

"It was kinda difficult, until we realized that if we just cut out the fancy words and used simple ones to replace them it all made a lot more sense. Or rather a lot less."

"And the reason you wanted to meet with me is to get some clarification?"

"Yes, if you don't mind, sir?" Echo asks.

"Of course not, what would you like to know?"

The questions begin simple, with things like "How did you become a Jedi?" and "How long does it take to become a master?" and "What's the actual difference between a Jedi and a sith?".

It's not until they begin to get progressively more deep and... questionable that Obi begins to get concerned.

"So like... since Jetii and the sith are kinda mirrors of each other, then they probably have a lot of the same pieces, right?"

"I suppose so, yes," Obi answers, "They began the same and diverged somewhere along the way."

"So if Jetii holy objects are like holocrons with information and stuff, then Sith must have the same things? And if Jedi have healing rituals, then do the sith have sickening rituals? Or deading rituals? What's the mirror equivalent?"

They've been asking more and more questions about the sith over the course of their talk, and Obi's beginning to become concerned that they may be a little too interested.

Cautiously, Obi reaches into the force and prods at them, looking for any threads of Force sensitivity he can find. Fives does have alarmingly impressive shields...

Echo noticed Obi-Wan slowly closing off a bit as time went on and they asked more specific questions. He was about to tell Fives it was time to go, clearly Obi-Wan was close to being done answering questions. But then Fives began asking questions about one of the most fascinating parts of the Force and Echo... got a little excited.

"So you guys worship microscopic bugs?" Fives asks animatedly, holding out two fingers pinched close together to signify the size he's speaking of.

"Uhh... not exactly?" Obi-Wan says, "We follow the will of the Force. The bugs I believe you're referring to, the midichlorians, allow us to access and interpret it."

"Oh, so the bugs are your priests then." Echo nods decisively.

Obi stares at them.

Blinks.

Stares again.

"Well, I- I suppose-"

"So if your bugs are priests then your clergy live inside of you, which is definitely different than any religion I've ever seen-" Fives begins, but is cut off by Echo.

"No, wait, there was that one in those galactic whales re-"

"Oh yeah! The purgils!" Fives nods, then grins, "Oh that makes sense! Because of the-"

Echo nods in agreement, "Makes perfect since with-"

Fives nods back, "Of course, it's so clear now-"

Obi purses his lips, "I do believe it may be time for me to head back to my office now, I'm sure Cody's-"

"Oh, I forgot - I've got a message from him for you, sir!" Echo says.

"What might that be?"

"The Commander said for you to 'Answer your damn comm'," Echo says, then shortly adds, "Sir."