But I Am Free
It'd been a long time since Kahlil actively set out to search for someone. Even when he was separated from his now fiance Valery Noble , he'd never truly set out to find her. They had agreed for her to hide from him, just in case his father had taken control. Ironically, it was that same scenario that brought him here. Not that he'd been taken over. But another had. Nida Perl . A.. Sibling? He wasn't too sure if she was literally his sister, but news of her trial and what had happened to her were something that had found his ears at one point. She was like him. A vessel for Darth Carnifex . One that had been taken over, though. And one that had broken free.
Perhaps they weren't exactly the same, their bond to his father, but he wanted to know more. And well, the Alliance wasn't opposed to the idea of putting the two together. Easier to keep track of those who could become an enemy if they were in the same place. She was out of jail now. Probation. Did that make him her probation officer or something? Maybe. Didn't matter, though. He wanted to talk to someone who knew his reality. And if she felt anything like he did, she might too.
So to Maldra IV he went. She wasn't a Jedi any longer, but she was still a medic if the reports were correct. Here to help the returning settlers heal. His ship landed just outside one of those settlements. It wasn't too long for him to find the clinic. A couple questions here and there about a pink doctor had him pointed in that direction. He stepped in, his gaze traveling over the injured and likely other doctors.
"Is there a uh, Nida here?"