"That's very kind of you. We'll see. We're getting organized and we may need a Jedi, you never know." Setekh winked and finished his coffee, then stood and put on his helmet again. He said, "You two enjoy catching up. I have business to attend to while we're here." The Sith lord turned on his heel and dropped his cup into a receptacle on his way out of the cafe.

When Nuro heard the Sith's heavy boots fade away, he heaved a sigh of relief. "I'm sorry about that. He's been different, ever since he came back from Zakuul." But really, it was before that, wasn't it? Because he'd acted strangely even when he came back from Dromund Kaas after the death of Arannek and his apprentice. Nuro pushed aside those suspicions with a shake of his head. "I don't know." I have a niece? How old is she? Is she Force-sensitive? He tapped the code lightly, not trusting that Darth Exedo was truly gone.