The emotional strain permeated the small speeder as it was parked in the lower levels of the naval base outside of Eriadu City. Master Greystone, even as perceptible of a Jedi as he, was not in need of digging deep into the Force to discern what his former student was feeling. No, Evening Delwynn was not pleased. In fact, she was outright disgusted. She had haphazardly thrown together the raid, hoping to quickly apprehend Avar Zranik. When failure arose, it was not taken well. "Yes, boss," the lieutenant replied dutifully. "I'll talk to him once he wakes up," she replied softly.