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Sadr's entirety of the walk to the Archives was spent reflecting on what Deiyi had told him and what she had asked of them. A tall order for a meager individual like himself. But if the embodiment of the Force itself asked someone to do something, do they have the right to say no? That was the matter he was tossing over and over in his head as he approached Vir, her eyes brightening at recognizing him, but then darkening in concern as she saw his thinking face. Peculiar, he thought. He was usually pretty good about hiding his emotions.

"Sadr? Are you alright?" Her eyes went bright then as she realized it just by seeing he didn't have the blade anymore, "Is she.... alive ?"

"Yeah," Sadr breathed out the reply as he glanced over towards the archives, "Very much so." He gave her a moment to let that sink in before continuing, "She said something about us restoring balance to the Force. What do you think about that?"

He wanted a second opinion on this. Not just because it was Vir's quest as well as his own, but because he wanted to know what she would do when presented the opportunity to bring the Force to balance. Despite their upbringing, they held very similar backgrounds and were both considered "neutral" in the conflict.