As she sped along, Ren'ava sent a series of thoughts back to the Cathar knight, "I am glad you understand.  The attack was significant, historically.  It caused a rift within the Order and was the catalyst for a whole host of unfortunate events.  There are lessons to be found in it, in all history.  That is why I am so disturbed to see things missing from the library's historical record.  Perhaps later, we will talk more.  I am curious about the more recent history of the galaxy.  I would like you to enlighten me when there is time."<br/><br/>History was one of her great avocations, something she enjoyed discussing greatly.  Returning to her quarters, she gathered her things.  She'd never quite gotten over her early life, never owning more than she could carry with her.  It was a habit that had become set in stone, "Aethan..." she spoke into her communicator, "I am prepared.  If such a threat as a moon sized weapon exists, we should be going.  Time is of the essence."<br/><br/>She could feel it, something of a shiver in the air.  And she didn't like it.