"We are leaving in two days, for Coruscant. A little... on the job training." She leaned against the door jam. "I have explained you to Bretak, my second-in-command, and you are welcome to live in the wilds with the Mandalorians upon our return. But if you prefer to stay in Iziz, that is your choice, though it may lengthen your training."

Lilaena straightened up, adding, "I want you to accompany me to Dxun, and you will have to be able to protect yourself. It is a hundred times more deadly on the moon than it is here on the planet." She nodded towards the wall where an antiquidated fireplace was built. "Your most apparent skill is telekinesis - you use the Force to heat the air instinctually. Exciting air molecules, et cetera." She waved her hand dismissively, "I am sure you have figured that much out already. By drawing on the pain and anger that this causes you, you can amplify the effects, make things hotter, start controlled fires."

She looked pointedly at the fireplace, where a jumble of garbage had collected.