Failure Is Not Fatal
Jacen didn't travel very heavily. Most of his things had been left behind when the Alliance had collapsed. The betrayal had been absolute, sith in the highest echelons of the Alliance.
Fortunately he had changes of clothes; the cake had not entirely come out of his shirt. He didn't know what they had used to colour the icing.
"Have you ever picked up on someone else's thoughts or feelings?" he asked her as he closed his case.
"In the same way you felt the rock we need to do the same with finding another mind. You must be able to do it, because you can lash out at a mind. This time no throwing rocks...or crushing people's thoughts...we can start with the people in the room next door. "
Fortunately he had changes of clothes; the cake had not entirely come out of his shirt. He didn't know what they had used to colour the icing.
"Have you ever picked up on someone else's thoughts or feelings?" he asked her as he closed his case.
"In the same way you felt the rock we need to do the same with finding another mind. You must be able to do it, because you can lash out at a mind. This time no throwing rocks...or crushing people's thoughts...we can start with the people in the room next door. "