The masters have varying reactions to that. Some of them looking amused at the way Grogu seemed to stand just a little taller as he swelled with pride. Others looking on with contemplative yet curious looks. While others still were more concerned. The Jenet woman kept her own feelings carefully in check.
“So, a Master and his apprentice. Neither of which we have found any record of. As far as everything is concerned, you don’t exist.”
Obi-Wan kept standing still and quiet as they all watched them carefully. He could practically feel their gentle mental probing. Gauging both of their feelings as the proceedings went on. This was to be expected.
“And yet, you are both clearly Jedi.”
There was no way to fake being a Jedi. Not to any actual Jedi. They all knew this. They looked the part and checked out in the Force. They were both clearly strong in it. One of them disciplined and the other still learning. So far they sensed no lie, no deception.
“I’m assuming you have an explanation for this, Master Kenobi?”
He knew this question was coming, and Obi-Wan had been carefully considering what he would say since they arrived on the planet. Fortunately, he’d had a little help from Ezra. His mention of a world between worlds eventually stirring up a recollection of something he had read in his studies as a Padawan himself.
“Yes, Master Coven. You see, Grogu and I, we were abducted by a race called the Atroma. Brought to an unknown planet from different points in time, which is your very distant future. Using what I believe must be a vergence in the Force. Another race, the Agrii, then brought us here, to your current time, in what I think must be the same manner.”
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“So, a Master and his apprentice. Neither of which we have found any record of. As far as everything is concerned, you don’t exist.”
Obi-Wan kept standing still and quiet as they all watched them carefully. He could practically feel their gentle mental probing. Gauging both of their feelings as the proceedings went on. This was to be expected.
“And yet, you are both clearly Jedi.”
There was no way to fake being a Jedi. Not to any actual Jedi. They all knew this. They looked the part and checked out in the Force. They were both clearly strong in it. One of them disciplined and the other still learning. So far they sensed no lie, no deception.
“I’m assuming you have an explanation for this, Master Kenobi?”
He knew this question was coming, and Obi-Wan had been carefully considering what he would say since they arrived on the planet. Fortunately, he’d had a little help from Ezra. His mention of a world between worlds eventually stirring up a recollection of something he had read in his studies as a Padawan himself.
“Yes, Master Coven. You see, Grogu and I, we were abducted by a race called the Atroma. Brought to an unknown planet from different points in time, which is your very distant future. Using what I believe must be a vergence in the Force. Another race, the Agrii, then brought us here, to your current time, in what I think must be the same manner.”