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Library [3.09]

Opening the library on a Wednesday was a new experience. As was Altra's bristled fur and puffed tail.

Since Karal didn't know what was up with the 'cat, and Altra was disinclined to share, he simply sighed and went to make sure all was in order.

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"John--" Karal took a step towards him, then stopped. "You're here because you're worried about Jaina. Because you don't want me to make a hard situation any worse, and I cant say that I didn't do that. But she won't think about anything she doesn't want to, and that is what worries me, more than worries me. I said things to her she did not want to hear, and I said them in a way I wish I hadn't, but it doesn't make then untrue."

"That's just it," John started, throwing his hands up. "She is thinking. She just doesn't own up to it all. And she's talking to me, but not about everything." Probably because he wasn't asking the right questions.

"She did promise she would think about what I said," he murmured. "I am gladder than you could know that she's talking, John, and that she has you." He hesitated, not at all sure how this would be taken, but..."Should you need to talk about what she's going through with someone, I can listen."

"Yeah, thanks," John was tempted. "Talking to the professor just makes me crazier, but I get the feeling he's not going to be hearing from her either. How did I become the go between, here?"

Karal's expression was deeply sympathetic. "You love her," he said simply. "And she needs you. I would be happy to talk to Professor Skywalker for you, should you want me to. You're carrying a great weight, but you have people who will do everything we can to help make it lighter."

"Well, uh, yeah." And it was weird to John that Karal knew about the love thing. He had only ever been capable of admitting it when Jaina was around.

"As for the professor, thanks, but we seem to have a deal. Don't ask, I barely understand it myself." He really didn't.

"I'm not going to," he assured John. "One of the secrets to a long and happy life is not asking questions where Professor Skywalker is concerned."

"Mostly because the answers are probably not anything close to something you ever wanted to know," John supplied. "Especially about an ethics professor."

"Sometimes, it is better to remain ignorant," Karal agreed. "Are you going to be all right?"

"Yeah," John shrugged. "Are you going to attempt to talk to Jaina? Just like you would normally. Back before you thought she'd break out the Force lightning if you said the wrong thing."

"I never thought she'd hurt me, no matter how much she might have wanted to," Karal told him. "At least, not with the Force. I would very much like to talk to her again." He shrugged one shoulder helplessly. "I miss it, but if it's just going to make her more unhappy, then I'll stay away."

"She's not unhappy," John argued before he realized that was probably a lie. "Okay, well if she is unhappy, she has every right to be. You know her cousin's here."

"Her cousin?" Karal shook his head. "No, I didn't know."

"Then I'm going to warn you that newbies, war, and family are all topics that are likely to get her clamming up and wandering off. Mostly because her cousin's from another universe where her twin is still alive."

"Sunlord." Karal rubbed his temple. "If you think she won't mind, I'll go and see her, and I will talk about Trenor and tea and nothing else."

"Exactly," John was glad that Karal seemed to be getting the picture. "I don't know if she'll mind, but anything silly you can share is good. Oh! Stuff like Gavin tasting like sand." He thought that was hilarious.

Karal groaned. "I can't believe I spent the morning tasting people," he muttered.

John laughed. "Did they taste good?"

"Andrew tasted like funnel cake, Gavin like sand, Jeff like sauerkraut, which was revolting." He went a touch pink. "And Evey like gingersnaps."

"You licked all of them?" John asked, very entertained. "I'd be sorry I missed it if the licking wouldn't have been awkward."

"It was just too strange to be awkward," he admitted, though ome had become awkward in retrospect. "What did you taste like?"

"Chocolate mint," John admitted with a sigh. Maybe Karal didn't know the cookie story.

Karal just smiled and didn't say anything beyond, "Far better than sauerkraut."

John made a face. "Not unless you were eating hot dogs at the time."

He shuddered. "Jeff tasted worse than anything! I don't think even a hot dog could have made it better."

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