Bastila, sitting cross-legged on the bed, doesn't move as the door opens and Revan walks in. She's still unsure whether she's made the right decision by inviting him in, but it's too late to change her mind now: he's here.

"Hi," she begins, rather unnecessarily as they've been discussing - vocally or mentally - for a while now. "We used to look into your memories to help you find them back," she says, mentally adding not to use them as arguments in a fight.