He could tell she enjoyed it...that it soothed her after he finished playing.  It was in her grateful voice, and in the Force.  He almost felt compelled to play for her again, but one was enough for the immediate moment.  Thal-ion merely inclined his head in response to her desire to him play again some other time.  Never had his music brought him as much joy and wonder as it had for when he played for Alethea.  It was certainly a new sensation, and one he now let rest in the back of his mind.<br/><br/>"Music soothes me," Thal-ion confessed.  "I...I sometimes use it to help in my meditations, because it helps me to relax and focus.  The visions do not come unbidden when I play...not most of the time; although the music sometimes brings forth new ones.  Usually these are not harsh and rapid, but flow with the music depending on what I am playing.  Master Tionne says I have a rare talent for blending my music with the Force.  She often said it was immensely soothing when she was studying some particularly difficult record of history.  Perhaps I do have some talent in soothing others, and in my gift for music in general.  I think if I had not been sent for Jedi training; perhaps I would have become a musician," the young Jedi Sentinel added with a chuckle.  Truth was, he couldn't imagine not belonging to the Jedi.<br/><br/>"You know," he suddenly continued, "I was just thinking about our current assignment, and how our talents are both ways of exploring our surroundings in the Force.  For you, it is people, and for me it is time.  What an intriguing blend to bring together on such a mission as this...the discovery of a mystery surrounding a station in Wild Space."  He put the tiny flute away, and looked out the nearest viewport...wondering at this strange combination.  It was true the Masters tended to send those who would compliment each other on missions, but such a blend as this was...unique.  Why had Master Skywalker sent the two of them above all others?  What was going on at this mysterious station?  And why did those huge oval ships surrounding a planet in his visions seem so blasted familiar.  Ships were something he loved to know about.  He was not a gifted pilot...decent, but hardly gifted like the Solo twins.  Yet, he had loved studying the various types of starships throughout history...from the tiniest of fighters to the massive dreadnaught capital ships.  Yet, for the life of him...he could not recall what those huge oval shaped warships were, and why he would be seeing their ship flying towards them.  "Do...do you have the ability to jog someone's memory, Alethea?  I have been trying to figure out what these massive oval warships were I saw in my vision, but I can't seem to recall them...even with my knowledge of starships."