He didn't respond to the curiosity mirrored in her eyes as to his question...as to why he had brought up Mara and Luke.  It was not something he fully understood either, but something had been important about speaking to her about the two Skywalkers.  He shook his head as if to clear it, and snorted just a bit.<br/><br/>"Sorry, I...I am not sure why I brought that up," he confided with a slight shrug.  "Yes, rest is a good idea," he added a moment later while still gazing at her.  In the back of his mind; Thal-ion wondered what was going on, but instead he simply said, "I will think more on some kind of plan, and be mindful of your warning.  It very well could be that there is no best way to approach this place from which the threat seems to stem from.  The nav computer should warn us when are getting ready to arrive at our destination.  I think I shall retire to my room.  G'night, Alethea."<br/><br/>The way he said her name was different...softer, kinder, almost sweet, but still very respectful.  He, himself, didn't even notice the change in his voice.  As he bowed slightly to her, and turned to leave...he found his thoughts still dwelling on not only the situation they were heading into...but on his Jedi companion.  A strange thought came to his mind.<br/><br/>'She is quite beautiful, and shines in the Force,' came the thought from deep within his spirit, and Thal-ion blinked in surprise just as he was entering his quarters.<br/><br/>What had made him think such a thing?  Oh, it was true enough, but when had he ever paid attention to the attraction of women before?  When had he ever taken notice before?  Thal-ion Serr was actually quite puzzled.  He shook his head in confusion and amusement at the same time.  For the thought was not unwelcome, he found, nor untrue, but it was mysterious.<br/><br/>'Perhaps it comes from me never having been alone with a Jedi my own age of the opposite gender,' he silently told himself.  He went over to the bunk, and sat against the wall before pulling out his tiny flute.<br/><br/>Sometimes, when he meditated, he would use his music to further add to the peace and focus such meditation was suppose to bring a Jedi.  This time, he felt it was right to do so, and without even thinking about what he wanted to play...he put the flute to his lips, and his fingers began to dance over the holes.  A moment later, his music quietly echoed throughout his room...flowing with the Force as he began his meditation.  The music held nothing that was written, but was purely instinctive...as if Thal-ion were picking up the notes from the Force.  Softly, he wove the music as he meditated to restore his peace and center, but he did not notice in the music that the notes were warmer...softer...even tender.