As Traya was finishing telling the group about their journeys on Taivas, Cade noticed him and Cha'ku were walking slightly behind Em and Traya. Cha'ku nudged Cade with one of his four arms.

"Cade, a word?"

Cade turned to the Myneyrsh, expectantly.

Cha'ku nodded towards Traya.

Cade allowed Em and Traya further outpace himself and his fellow Jedi.

Cha'ku's first words were unsettling, but not unexpected. "Her power has grown immensely…"

"It has…" Cade responded, feeling that there was more to this comment.

Cha'ku added, "so has her presence in the dark side."

"It has…" Cade responded again. He let his words hang in the air, feeling it would be best to let the Jedi voice all his concerns before more fully responding.

"Are you sure you should continue training her?"

"I am." Cade stated without any hesitation.

"But considering what she is?"

Cade could feel the anger rising in him, but almost unconsciously began implementing breathing techniques to level out his emotions.

"Don't stumble around it, if you have something to say, say it plain." Cade did not speak with anger, but made sure he was firm and forceful.

"Cade, she's a Sith Trooper!" Cha'ku took a breath realizing he was yelling. He said, quieter now, "She was bred for one purpose, to serve, not just the One Sith, but Krayt specifically. With blind obedience."

Cha'ku seemed to be waiting for Cade to speak, but Cade could sense that there was more on the Myneyrsh's mind.

Sensing Cade was content to sit waiting, Cha'ku pressed on. "Her connection to Krayt is a danger to all of us. My people have suffered enough at the hands of the Sith. You can feel her presence in the dark side and her power in the force. It is unlike anything I have felt since the time of Krayt. Do you honestly think you can control her?"

Cade could feel his anger rising, but calmed himself again. He had spent many years preparing himself, making sure not to make the mistakes of his youth.

He reminded himself how much the Myneyrshi had lost. From the Yuuzhan Vong decades ago, and how Krayt had taken from them in much more recent history. If anyone had an excuse to be suspicious of anything Krayt had a hand in, for sure, it was them. He continued his thought exercise of developing an understanding of Cha'ku's position. The more he thought about Cha'ku, the more he realized that he was not happy with the Myneyrsh's suspicions, but he could not fault him for them.

Cade looked ahead and saw Em and Traya now turning around, aware how far Cade and Cha'ku were behind them. "Go on, we'll catch up shortly," Cade yelled ahead waving Em and Traya to continue without them.

Em wrapped one of his arms around Traya's shoulders, playfully leading her along. He was trying to maintain a state of levity, while he could clearly sense that the conversation between the adults was growing more heated.

"Cade will be caught up with us soon enough." The old Myneyrsh said reassuringly to Traya. Traya looked over her shoulder as Em beckoned her to continue on with him.

Cade watched them leave, deeply thankful for Em'Achee. He knew that even with all the baggage Em'Achee carried as a Myneyrsh, he unabashedly, always treated Traya as one might treat a grandchild. He hoped that one day he could live a life with that level of deep forgiveness, unwavering compassion, and unrelenting hope in the future.

When Cade was certain Traya was significantly out of earshot, he walked a ways ahead of Cha'ku, sat himself upon dead stump, and began toying with the dead root he also carried with him. He looked up and asked, "do you know the rumors about me?"

The Myneyrshi had very human-like eyes and bodies, besides the blue skin color and four arms. However, their long snouts and extended ears gave them an almost horse-like facial structure. Cade often found their expressions very hard to read for this reason. Here though, even Cade would read Cha'ku's scrunched brow and curled lips, to clearly indicate a deep confusion at the sudden turn in the conversation.

Cade gave out his usual disarming chuckle as he continued. "I know there are rumors throughout the Galaxy about my past. Although I am a Jedi of significant power, I am not a Master. The Jedi love to tout my more recent achievements, but the story of my youth is much more colored. I find it strange how fearful the Jedi are of stories of moral ambiguity, even when those stories end in redemption."

Cha'ku seemed to be better understanding the point the Jedi was trying to make, but he still seemed too suspicious to answer Cade's question.

"Cha'ku please. you give me politeness, but this is not what I require right now." Cade let out a chuckle. "All I want is for you to give me the truth. Please."

The Myneyrsh seemed to grow more comfortable to Cade gave him a push. "He is a junkie…" he began. "He was trained by Krayt himself. He slept with a Sith temptress." He looked up with a grin. "Please Cha'ku, don't make me fall on my own saber alone here." Cade released a hearty laugh.

"He sold Jedi to the Empire for Death Sticks…?"

"Right on the money!" Cade yelled. "What else do they say?"

"He taught Krayt the secrets of life and death."

"So you do know them! Very good. Very good." Cade paused, and his faced turned as cold as a fermisteel hull in deep space. "Do you believe them?"

Cha'ku was taken aback. The lack of a denial had him confused. Surely these rumors were false. Why was Cade pursuing this line of thought? More importantly, how should he answer?

"Well, I mean, I don't know."

"Do you believe them?" Cade said, without a hint of humor in his voice.

"I suppose… I mean some must be true, but I don't understand."

"You're wrong." Cade knew the Myneyrshi couldn't sweat, but he swore he could see droplets forming on his brow.

"Excuse me?" Cha'ku asked.

"It's not that some are true… they all are."