Master Yoda had warned Gree beforehand he’d be assigned to work under a Jedi who was proving to be troublesome. You were known for breaking rules and we’re currently on bad terms with the counsel.

Gree held his helmet against his hip as he saw you, “good evening, General,” he said, maintaining his professionalism. You both knew Yoda had given him orders to keep an eye on you and report back, and honestly he wasn’t looking forward to it.