And it would not be totally unfair to say that Aayla had not yet managed the calm so many other Jedi masters have that would allow her to sit through an entire briefing and pay close attention. She was still a bit that frenetic being that had given Master Tholme so many headaches.

The twi'lek felt the change before she saw any expression and well before his words. It made no sense, not under Jedi command... maybe one of the independent detachments that had been sent out. There weren't enough Jedi after all to be sent with every troop dispatch.

"Sergeant I don't understand," Nor was she likely to as she could feel the cold solid wall of emotion that snapped up around him. There was. hate there, some fear but mostly the feeling reserved for enemies and those who were a threat to things greater than just yourself.

She'd felt that fear before, in others, she'd felt it herself as a child when people spoke of the Hutts and what happened to ill behaved servers and slaves.

"Of course, a truce must always be honored." But that in now way made her feel any better about the situation. "I am not part of any republic though, not truly, the Jedi are a force for peacekeeping."