"But as Master Ma'Ning says, thereare good reasons for accepting only infants," Obi-Wan said.

"Most of which don't apply here," C'baoth said firmly. "There are no deep-rooted family hierarchies aboard Outbound Flight to deal with. Nor will the children be going hundreds or thousands of light-years away to the Temple on Coruscant where their families will never see them again." Beside C'baoth, Lorana stirred but remained silent. "No, here they'll be merely a turbolift ride away in the storage core," C'baoth continued. "After some initial training, we might even consider allowing them occasional evenings with their families."

"You're putting them in thestorage core? " Ma'Ning asked, frowning.

"I want the training center as far away from noise and mental confusion as possible," C'baoth told him. "There's plenty of room down there."

Ma'Ning shook his head. "I still don't like this, Master C'baoth."

"New ideas are always discomfiting, as are new ways of doing things," C'baoth said, looking at each of the others in turn. "In many ways all of Outbound Flight is a grand experiment. And remember that if we're successful, we may return to the Republic with the key to a complete reinvigoration of the entire Jedi Order."

"And if wedon't succeed?" Obi-Wan asked.

"Then we fail," C'baoth said stiffly. "But we won't." Obi-Wan looked at Ma'Ning. The other still didn't look happy, but it was clear he didn't have any fresh arguments to offer.

Besides, C'baoth was right. Something new had to be tried if the Jedi Order was going to survive.

And once upon a time, according to the histories, the Jedihad been willing to take risks.

"All right," Ma'Ning said at last. "We'll try this grand experiment of yours. But move carefully, Master C'baoth. Move very carefully."

"Of course," C'baoth said, as if there were no doubt. "Then all that remains is to prepare the training center." He turned to Lorana. "Since you're here, Jedi Jinzler, you will see to that."

Lorana bowed her head. "Yes, Master C'baoth."

"And in the future," C'baoth added, looking back at Ma'Ning, "you'll check with me before you take any of my Jedi from their assigned duties."

Ma'Ning's lip twisted slightly, but he, too, bowed his head. "As you wish, Master C'baoth."

C'baoth held his eves a moment longer, then turned to Obi-Wan and Anakin. "And now, we'll continue our tour," he said, gesturing toward the door.

He strode down the aisle toward the rear, ignoring the small clusters of crewers still conversing quietly among themselves, and out into the corridor. "You mentioned Jedi duties," Obi-Wan said as they turned aft. "What exactly will you be wanting us to do?"

"At the moment, the sorts of things you've always done," C'baoth said. "Patrolling Outbound Flight and assisting where you're needed. Later, I'll want you to assist with the training of our prospective Jedi. And, of course, we'll be needed to maintain order aboard the ships."

"I hadn't noticed a great deal of disorder," Obi-Wan pointed out.

"There will be," C'baoth said grimly. "This many people can't live this closely together without friction. Even before we leave the Unknown Regions, I fully expect we'll be regularly called upon to resolve disputes among passengers, as well as organizing proper rules of conduct."

Rules of conduct?" Wouldn't that sort of thing be Captain Pakmillu's responsibility?" Obi-Wan asked carefully.

"Captain Pakmillu will have his hands full with the physical requirements of running Outbound Flight," C'baoth said. "Besides, we're the best qualified for such tasks."

"As long as we remember that our role is to advise and mediate," Obi-Wan cautioned. " Jedi serve others rather than ruling over them, for the good of the galaxy.' "

"I said nothing about ruling over anyone."

"But if we take over Captain Pakmillu's job of keeping order, isn't that essentially what we're doing?" Obi-Wan asked. "Mediation offered with the underlying threat of compulsion hardly qualifies as mediation."

"As I threatened the two sides on Barlok?" C'baoth asked pointedly.

Obi-Wan hesitated. He remembered feeling uncomfortable with the tone C'baoth had used to the two sides in the aftermath of the abortive missile attack. Had he in fact overstepped his bounds by forcing them to accept his terms? Or had the compulsion merely come from the attack itself, coupled with their sudden and sobering recognition that the negotiations were no longer purely matters of charts and abstract numbers?

And what was C'baoth's connection, if any, to that attack? That was a question he was still no closer to answering.

"Theydid need someone to tell them what to do," Anakin offered into his thoughts. "And we're supposed to have wisdom and insight that non-Jedi don't have."

"Sometimes wisdom requires us to stand by and do nothing," Obi-Wan said, Windu's words back at the Temple echoing through his mind. Still, if the Council had reprimanded C'baoth for his actions, Windu hadn't mentioned it. "Otherwise people might never learn how to handle problems by themselves."

"And such wisdom comes only through a close understanding of the Force," C'baoth said, his tone indicating the discussion was over. "As you will learn, young Skywalker." He gestured ahead. "Now, down here we have the central weapons and shield cluster. ."

C'baoth and the others disappeared through the conference room door. Lorana watched them go, sighing with tiredness and frustration.

Why had Ma'Ning asked her here, anyway? Because she presumably knew C'baoth better than anyone else aboard? If so, she certainly hadn't been of much use during the discussion. Was she supposed to have joined the others in objecting to his Jedi training plan, then? Well, she'd failed on that account, too.

"Is he always this overbearing?"

Lorana turned back around. The two Duros had wandered away and were talking quietly together, but Ma'Ning was still standing there, eyeing her thoughtfully. "He didn't seem particularly overbearing to me," she said, automatically rising to her Master's defense.

"Perhaps it's just his personality," Ma'Ning said. But there was a knowing look on his face. Maybe he'd seen other Jedi come to C'baoth's defense before, for the same reasons Lorana had. Whatever those reasons were. "Tell me, what do you think of this scheme of his?"

"You mean the training of older children?" She shrugged helplessly. "I don't know. It's all new to me."

"He hasn't talked about this before?"

"No," she said. "At least, not to me."