Aaron watched and waited as Master Skywalker addressed them all. His eyes slowly moved to the floor, taking in the words and letting his mind absorb them. Until the mention of the Inquisitorius. He kept it hidden deep inside of him, but the mention of the Imperial Inquisition turned a part of him to ice and brought back memories of a time he wished to forget. To his credit he managed to keep his face calm, using it like a mask. If it hadn't been for the slightest twitch in his eyebrow nobody would have known anything had struck a nerve.<br/><br/>The Inquisitorius were a problem for him. It was something that only a handful of people in the academy knew about, even among the masters. When his mother had died he had been left on the streets of Coruscant's underworld. There he had survived for nearly a year only to be taken by a band of mercenaries to the Imperial Remnant for the money they were offering for Force Sensitive children. It was part of his life he wanted to forget and ignore. It had ended for him when Mara Jade had struck down his 'master' and brought him to the Jedi.<br/><br/>When the masters left and the remaining masters had informed them of their departure, Aaron turned and left. He had things to gather and get ready if he were going to be of any use in this mission. He needed a place to clear his head, to focus himself. And the academy was not the place to do it. He didn't stay within the Jedi converted temple long. He took only the time to go to his room and grab a bag filled with clothing. From there he simply left the academy grounds, making his way into the jungle that was Yavin 4. But he didn't have far to go, the nearest Massassi Temple was not a long walk. And it wasn't exceptionally dangerous.