A group of Padawans sit near the fountain in meditation. Each concentrate as well as they can, breathing deeply while the gentle gurgle of the fountain echoes around the Retreat. Standing apart from the Padawans, in full marine armor no less, is Haquien. Attached to his belt are three lightsabers: one looks a great deal like a hydrospanner, or some other tool; another is far more regular in design, a training weapon; the last is rather menacing, with sharp edges and a sleek design. His attention is on the gateway and he appears to be waiting. "I.. suppose," Haquien replies calmly.