He was a most unusual man, but the wealth of emotions contained within his artificial carapace were a mine of corusca gems when it came to the Force. After training him a little, and then leaving him to his own devices for weeks, Lilaena knew what little patience the man had would be gone.

So, out of the Mandalorian armor, she slipped back into the City during the night and went to his house. The three story building was not burnt to the ground, which was good, but he appeared not to be home. A quick search of the premises confirmed her initial accessment. Lilaena narrowed her eyes, and took a seat in a chair that looked relatively clean.

She waited.