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Kass spoke up Before Harry could respond, leaning back against the side of Harry's bed after looking around while Alecto was speaking. Harry's room was a lot more starkly utilitarian than she would have assumed, given how long he had apparently been living here, but then again, that seemed to be part and parcel of Harry's personality. If he wanted a comfy set of chairs, Harry would simply conjure them. Harry had very few material possessions that he really cared about. Harry cared about people, a fact she knew all too well.
"The rest of the clan has been dealing with that kind of thing for a while, Harry. Mak and I were almost discouraged from coming here. They didn't want more of the clan to be here for some reason, though that might just be a holdover from the overall reaction to the clan rather than anything else."
"I understand what you're saying, but I am not going to stop myself from feeling or acting as I have been. I understand their concerns. I understand why the Order has turned its back on feeling even the Light Side emotions. I do not agree with them," Harry said calmly. "Searching for a balance is a good thing, but that doesn't mean you should turn your back on the Light Side either. Even Master Yoda said that, remember? Feeling the emotions is not the problem, it is controlling them and not letting the bad emotions fester. That is sort of the great secret, he said once. It unfortunately doesn't seem to have become known to enough of the Order."
The four fell silent at that, then Alecto smirked and pushed Harry's shoulder playfully, just like he had when they were both younglings in Clan Saa. "Look at you, thinking deep thoughts. Still, that's enough of that kind of thing for now."
"Yes it is," Harry replied before looking over at Mak and Kass. "When we were on Coruscant, Zule said you both had been assigned Masters, so why are you unassigned?"
"Master Clifton was badly injured on his most recent mission, and unfortunately he is allergic to bacta, so he has to heal slowly," Mak said, wincing in sympathy with the man who had agreed to take him on as a padawan. They weren't close yet by any means, but they did respect one another, and for padawans from Clan Saa that was enough given how many of the Jedi Order didn't like how Clan Saa acted at times.
"Master Cleona is on a mission to Brentaal," Kass explained. "That's a major trade planet that sits on the junction of two hyperspace trade routes. They don't like Jedi, so she decided she wouldn't take me on until she was finished there. It's a long-term mission, so that could be months in the future."
"Good," Harry said with a laugh. "That'll give you time to learn some of the runic stuff that my mother and Master Fay want to teach."
Kass's eyes lit up with interest. "Really! They're prepared to teach runes to other people? I thought that might be the story behind that weird classroom, but…"
"They'll teach only people who they think they can trust, but given Master Fay's abilities in that area, I'm sure not going to question them," Harry said with a laugh. Master Fay's ability to analyze people and to discern if someone was trustworthy or not was the highest in the Order, an ability which, with her seeming immortality, helped explain why she was a legend in the Order.
"You have any news about the rest of the clan? I caught up with Zule and Wulo when we were on Coruscant. I know they're both doing well, but what about the others?"
Mak was a bit of a gossip surprisingly, and knew more than the others did about how the rest of their clan was doing. Most of them had already been assigned Masters, moving on from the sort of limbo state that existed between the youngling stage and the padawan stage, which, Kass opined, the Order really should come up with a term for.
Harry and Alecto were both astonished to learn, however, that two of their clan members had been sent to the farming conclaves. "George actually requested it?" Alecto asked, astonished.
"You know George," Kass said with a sigh, remembering their old clan mate. One of the oldest boys in the clan, George was a human with a mechanical bent that put Harry in mind of Anakin, now that he thought of it. But whereas Anakin was powerful in the Force, George was easily the weakest in the clan.
"He realized a while back that he wasn't going to really go anywhere as a Jedi, but Kallier has a way with plants, and George has one with machinery. I think the two of them can do a lot of good of the farming community. It still hurts that they were shunted aside like that, but at least they actually wanted it for themselves," Mak said, sighing faintly.
"Is the clan as a whole still, well, looked at askance? You mentioned it earlier, but as a group I would have assumed by this point we would be getting more accepted," Harry asked, looking at all three of them.
"Not as a group," Alecto said, shaking his head. "We're not together often enough for that. I do know that Zule, at least, was censured when she tried to stay in touch with you and Aayla recently. Since the last time she saw you, I mean. The Council of First Knowledge and Reassignment in particular didn't like seeing that. It 'breeds attachment which can cloud your emotional control and your connection to the Force,' or so they say," the green-skinned Duros youth said, shaking his head.
Kass and Mak glanced at one another, and Harry raised a hand to cover a sudden smile. The two of them had a visible connection to one another according to Aayla, who had passed it on to him earlier. He personally hadn't seen it, but now, seeing them glance at one another like that, Harry couldn't not recognize it.
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