Althea examined the man as he took in their presence, noting that they were Jedi and looking at them with hope in his eyes as he asked if Master Skywalker knew. Thal-ion answered the question, so Alethea simply stood next to him, using the Force to read the man. For the moment she was reading him for the truth in his words, and just in case he left something out. Depending on how things went, she may dig deeper. She wouldn't do that unless it was necessary, though. Considering the state his mind had been in before, she didn't imagine it was a whole lot better even now.<br/><br/>The man's face showed pain and confusion when he tried to come up with an answer for Thal-ion's question. His thoughts at that moment seemed so disorganized, so jumbled that she could see why he might have difficulty putting those thoughts together to form some coherent explanation. She returned Thal-ion's look, as if to confirm his concerns.She once again found herself wondering if it was the effects of the storm, which had caused the others to go insane, reaching the station and beginning to do the same to those aboard. It wasn't improbable, although she couldn't rule out other possibilities at this point.<br/><br/>She tilted her head a bit as the man finally spoke in halting, broken pieces. She tried to piece together what he was trying to say with thoughts in his mind, but there was little in his conscious thoughts that was of any help. She could dig deeper if the need arose, but she once again held off for the moment, instead trying to decipher it without doing so. She tried to put together pieces that she thought might go together first.<br/><br/>She caught Thal-ion's brief vision of a woman with red hair, red blades, and a tight red body suit. It fit the description of crimson. For the moment, she would choose to assume that this woman was the "she" in question. The one he claimed was completely mad. The rest wasn't too difficult to decipher. Project Backstab must refer to the station and the storm, which had become unstable and dangerous. It was causing insanity, as they suspected. The words change and tricked led her to believe that the purpose of the station had originally been something else, but it was changed, perhaps? They had been tricked. By the woman?<br/><br/>She reached out with the Force, using it to calm the man once again, as he had grown increasing fearful and now huddled himself, rocking as though trying to comfort himself. The pain and fear he felt practically radiated off of him, Force or not. This certainly was a mess that they had gotten themselves into, and a dangerous one at that. Nevertheless, she focused on calming the man, who visibly relaxed and eased under the artificial calm, until he laid down on the sofa and seemed to be in a temporary state of relaxation that bordered on sleep.<br/><br/>She then turned her attention to Thal-ion with a contemplative look on her face. "What do you want to do now?" she asked, still appearing to be considering something. "I can go into his mind and try to organize and piece together his thoughts. That would give us a better idea of what's going on, and it might help to heal his mind a bit. But I've never done anything this extensive before, so it will take time, and there's no guarantee of what I'll find, or how much it will help him," she explained her thoughts, wanting to know his thoughts on whether or not he thought it was worth it, or if they should simply proceed with their mission and head back to the station.