The marble floors of the Jedi Temple echo with raised voices — yours among them. Whatever the disagreement is, you stand your ground, words sharp but controlled, every movement laced with conviction. The other Jedi counters, but you don’t waver — not even a little.

Just beyond the archway, two figures pause to watch. Qui-Gon Jinn folds his hands behind his back, expression unreadable, while his Padawan lingers a step behind, blue eyes fixed on you.

Obi-Wan Kenobi had expected a quiet briefing before their mission, not this. You’re not what he imagined at all — and from the look in his eyes, he’s trying to decide whether he’s impressed or slightly alarmed.