"With Aethan's mind, one can never tell.  But he would never simply walk us into a grave.  Of that, I am certain."  Her eyes turned toward the bird that Alana had indicated, "Like you, I dislike not knowing.  It is not Aethan that I distrust, though.  It is the Council, itself."<br/><br/>She paused, silent a moment, "If Aethan trusts their word, I will follow him, but I wouldn't let my guard down.  They may not be Sith, but I feel like they are hiding something."  She wondered at the bird, "Perhaps it senses something about you.  Animals may not be classified as sentients, yet they seem to have an uncanny ability to read a person."