Skye nodded his assent and put his own hood over his head as they set off for the nearest tavern. Jorgan seemed to be bursting with radiant energy still, though after being reprimanded by Skye he was obviously trying to reign it in. He followed Skye quietly to the nearest tavern where the three of them split up to inquire about anything unusual that had gone on. Skye went to ask the bartender for information, while Jorgan went and found a likely group that were sitting across the way. "Excuse me, gentleman. I have a few questions I'd like to ask you." He stated somberly sounding more mature than he had when he was on Dantooine and before he was reprimanded when they first arrived. The men looked at him and were instantly on edge. "Why? Are you some kind of law?" They seemed to be reaching towards their belts. Jorgan took note of this and waved his hand in front of them. Using a subtle Jedi mind trick he got them to lose some of there edginess.  "You don't have to worry.. I'm just looking for information on anything strange going on... perhaps a sudden spike in murders recently?" All the men at the table laughed but one. "Kid this is Tatooine there are more murders here in a month than your home planet has in a decade, I'll bet." One of the laughing men said. The one man that wasn't laugh gestured for Jorgan to lend him an ear. The man whispered something in Jorgan's ear that got Jorgan bouncing with excitement on the inside. "Thank you very much for your time, gentleman." He calmly walked back over to Skye and Connmar. His excitement practically choking the air around him.