Several moments pass -- and Heyop's stomach grumbles a little. It's been awhile since he's had the luxury of a meal, or a snack, and this has all been somewhat stressful. Distracted as he is by his own thoughts, it takes him a moment to realize he now shares the room with some dusty looking old people.
One is a human female, another is a cerean male and the third appears to be a mirialan like himself. They sit in a wide semi-circle with Heyop at the center.
The human says, "Stubborn. Unbending. Does this not make him brittle?"
The cerean male replies, "It may. It's not clear if he's learned anything from his time here."
Both look to the third - the mirialan female. The human asks, "Luminara?"