Prisoners of Their Own Device

[Auro Syrdash]

Auro slouched forward, elbows resting on his knees as he rubbed his forehead. "Let's just say Master Chun and I had a heart to heart talk," he told her. "He reminded me of my duty to the Jedi Order; of my oath."

Auro sat up straight again, looking Unna in the eye once more. "Something Maya said got me thinking about Graff. I could picture him imprisoned aboard the Unyielding Light with Jenna. It really put things into perspective for me. Even after all he's endured, Graff is unwavering in his loyalty to the Order. If he was in my position, he'd never abandon his post. With an example like his, I can do no less," Auro concluded.

"I've thought about Maya's safety. She's a Saber, Unna," Auro said ardently. "Maya is willing to lay down her life for the Order, but she reminded me that the future is fluid; always in motion. If the Masters want us to keep guarding Lady Baku, maybe they know about some threat she's facing that we don't. No matter what she might think of me, Lady Baku is safer with all of us together, not divided. If you think she should hear this from me, I'll go to her myself. You know her better than any of us; I trust your judgement," he said, standing up from the couch.

"Are you going to contact Master Chun now?" Auro asked her.