Dareia glanced at him when he responded to her off-handed comment with a question. It was likely rhetorical, but she answered the question with another question. "Did I imply it was?" she asked before looking away, out at the sights as they made their way to the temple. "At any rate, I'm not exactly normal, so I can't really say much on the matter," she shrugged.<br/><br/>He was right about the structure of the council. It was becoming more and more complicated and the Jedi became more involved in politics. Once upon a time, during the time of the Old Republic, things were a lot simpler. At least according to the information they had on record. At least the Jedi were the only ones he had to talk to. She had ditched, or more accurately,  temporarily disabled, the police droids that were originally supposed to accompany her to the Red Light district. She had done this for a number of reasons, including the fact that they were incredibly conspicuous, which was not her style at all, and because she didn't fancy involving them and making things even more political. Never mind the fact that something told her that it was best not to involve them.<br/><br/>She had a strong suspicion that someone within the Republic was a traitor, although she had not technically been allowed to investigate her suspicions up until this point. She was thankful that she had ditched them now, because from what she had heard from him so far, she got the feeling that he was all but saying that the Chancellor was the Lord of the Sith. Not that this surprised her. She had felt the dark side around him before, and there had been a time, years ago, when she was still a Padawan, when she had thought she had seen a Shatterpoint surrounding the man, but she had not acted on it, and when she had mentioned it to her master, he had told her not to dwell on it, so she had put it from her mind, at least until recently.<br/><br/>Her gaze flicked back to the young man when he began to recite Contingency Order 66. She very briefly wondered why, but then her mind started going through all the possibilities of why he might have done so and she did not like what she came up with. She frowned a little as she thought about his next words. " Contingency order 65, huh? I highly doubt that the Senate could be convinced to issue it, but it wouldn't be impossible to convince the Security council. Still unlikely and it wouldn't be easy, but it isn't impossible, if we play our cards right," she mused, not even questioning why he would suggest such a thing. Between the thoughts she read from him and the emotions she felt, she didn't feel the need to ask.<br/><br/>She stared out the window, watching the lower levels of Coruscant slowly fade away as they headed for the temple, contemplating his words. "That won't be easy, either," she pointed out thoughtfully. "Easier to change them, I think. At least some of them, anyways," she replied before falling silent, watching as the Jedi Temple began to slowly take shape on the Horizon. She was looking forward to getting some answers to the many questions she had, but she wished it could be as simple as sitting down and asking the questions herself and then presenting her findings to the council. Unfortunately, she knew that wasn't going to happen. Not now, not with this. It was too important. They would just have to deal with it. "On the bright side, I doubt all of the members of the council will be able to attend on such short notice, all things considered," she added aloud, glancing at him and grinning somewhat mischievously.