Alethea waited patiently for Thal-ion to decide whether or not to allow her access to his mind. It didn't take him long, though. She wasn't sure if it was because he felt like getting this answer was that important, or if it was because he wasn't really that apprehensive about her looking into his mind. Perhaps it was something of a mix of both. She thought it was likely a mix, as she couldn't even gain an answer for certain even as he opened his mind to her.<br/><br/>She felt his mind open up to her, the walls that had guarded his mind soon coming down, allowing her unhindered access to his mind. While he focused his conscious mind on images of the ship, giving her as many details as he could recall, including images of a datapad containing information on every ship as far back as the Old Republic, where she assumed he had found the information she was looking to acquire.<br/><br/>She took a deep breath, focusing her mind, allowing the Force to flow freeing between her mind and his own as she delved deeper into his mind, into his subconscious mind, into his memories. She did her best to block out the majority of things she saw, taking them in only enough to register whether or not they were useful before putting them out of her mind just as quickly.<br/><br/>It didn't take her long to find the memory in question. She then did her best to bring the memory to the forefront of his mind. This was, to be quite honest, something she had never truly attempted. Rather than being a simple observer, she was actively affecting his thought and mind. Despite never having done this before, it actually came relatively easily to her, as she applied principles similar to those used in telepathic communcation, persuasion, or other such abilities.<br/><br/>She managed to bring the memory to the surface rather than having to use telepathy to reintroduce the memory, which she had planned to do if she had not succeeded. With that, her job was done. She opened her eyes, her mind leaving his and returning to the present. "Trade Federation Battleships?" she frowned slightly as she thought about this, recalling the planet she had seen with the ships when she had taken in images from his mind. "Was that the blockade of Naboo?" she wondered aloud. That had happened before the clone wars.<br/><br/>Despite how surprising this perhaps should have been, it actually made sense, if brought about more questions. Perhaps they had misinterpreted what he had seen? Perhaps it was the past, rather than the future that he had seen. But then, why were they there? Perhaps it was not one or the other, but both the past, and their future?<br/><br/>That was not an easy thing to accept, but in reality, it made sense when she thought about the things she had seen, the things she had felt. Then there was also the things she'd seen from the minds of those affected by that storm. They were driven mad by visions of their own past and present, despite the fact that she felt no real Force sensitivity from any of them. This was, of course, a bit different than actually sending people to the past, but she couldn't eliminate the possibility.<br/><br/>She was temporary lost in her own thoughts, a contemplative look on her face as the thoughts raced through her mind. Just what was that storm? What was it capable of? What were they getting themselves into? She had no answers, but she kept the questions in the back of her mind as she looked up, her gaze returning to Thal-ion, although she didn't say anything at that particular moment.