As Reyolé neared the end of her Jedi training, he encountered her again, this time inadvertently releasing pheromones in her direction, having been roused by her appearance in full battle armor. Embarrassed and chagrined at his lapse in control, he had hurriedly bolted down his breakfast and fled the mess hall along with his companions.
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