Back in one of the rooms connected to the sitting area the other Ancients conversed in laid the youngest of the bunch. For those who knew the young male Zabrak, they were also aware of how much he loved his sleep, though today, he was restless. As the others, he spent so many years in stasis that he was still trying to place everything together. Out of them all, his memories seemed to be quite lackadaisical in their return, even after mediation. As Aethan and Alana spoke, Zaexen couldn't help but listen, his ears maybe being the best out of the group. Though he wasn't as adept with sorcery as some of the others, most of his force found its way to his senses, allowing his eyes and ears to operate so many times better than another Zabrak, or human for that matter.<br/><br/>On a table in a corner of the room sat a belt with two holsters on opposing sides, the reasons for their existence sitting but a foot away. The two lightsabers (http://www.foundation3d.com/gallery/data/513/medium/saber_type_4_0000.jpg) sat side by side, a few small scratches on the hilt from the hundreds upon hundreds of battles they had seen under his control. One seemed to twitch just faintly, though it ceased moving quite quickly.<br/><br/>A single muscle in his fore head twitched as he heard Alana make a comment which he felt was directed towards him, a breath which he had been holding for just a moment releasing itself. It was just seconds after when both light sabers on the table fidgeted for a moment before they lifted from the table, floating in mid air. The hilt slowly made its way into the room, coming up behind the sapphire haired woman, tapping her on the shoulder. He waited a moment before groaning just loud enough for the others to hear his voice, "So I guess that's directed towards me...?" He turned on his side, having to pull one of his horns out of the pillow where it had punctured the linen at some point. It took him a few moments before he pulled his feet over the side of the bed, his bare feet touching the floor with ease before he rose to his full height of 6'5", towering over most on this planet, as well as a few others.<br/><br/>He slowly made his way into the room with the others, both of his sabers finding their ways to his lap after he fell over the arm of an ornate chair, his feet hanging off one of the arms. He was only clad in a pair of shorts made out of a material similar to silk, though it wasn't quite it. Around his neck hung two necklaces with symbols from his home planet of Iridonia.