Scout searched his face and stance and sense as if hoping to find clues written on any of them, and then closed her eyes for a moment to ask the Force for guidance.

Nothing.

It didn't surprise her. She asked it often, these days, but that wasn't how the Force worked, at least not for her. She made her own decisions, and only very rarely would it encourage one choice or another. Just often enough that she still asked.

She wanted this to be right. For once, let something be right...

"All right," she said at last. "As long as I don't have to - apprentice under Fred."

The Knight who'd brought her here had had a lot of trouble getting her to be blindfolded.