?He?s got himself tuned in to the minute I enter atmosphere. I didn?t want to wake him.? ?Didn?t want to wake him or didn?t want to explain the mission?? Qui-Gon inquired gently. Taking a deep breath, Kale shook his head. ?Maybe both.? He looked up at his friend, his eyes pleading for some kind of insight that would explain why the galaxy was the way it was. ?I understand the need for what we do. But I don?t understand how they think that we can do this time and again and have these events not permanently affect us.? Kale shook his head with disgust while wiping a hand over his face. Resting the limb on the table next to the cup encased in his other hand, he noted, ?Hebs can only do so much and then what? Has the Council even thought about that? What happens when one of us returns unrepairable due to the things we?ve seen or what we?ve had to do or become?? Qui-Gon nodded. This conversation was one they had had one too many times before, but this time the accusations were somewhat harsher than all the others. Qui-Gon knew his friend would work hard to bring himself and Reed out of the depths of misery and doubt that this assignment had instilled. If for no other reason that the two young men who needed him, Kale would once again rise above the self-reproach his undercover persona had inflicted on his heart. Yet another gorgeous update! Hopefully I can be more timely in getting over here to read these posts.