"I won't fail you", murmurs the Jedi in his sleep, before being shocked awake, gasping for air. Confused and visibly distressed, he looks around, only to find nothing but the innards of his Express quarters. The dream was already quickly fading away, but the message still burned bright. With new determination, he knew exactly what to do. Dressed in nothing but his thinsuit, he settles into the chair opposite his computer console, called up the communications program, and found the most recent comlink frequency for Rynah.