"That is not unusual after a battle like this." Kytana looked back at the fallen spire. "It will wear off through meditation or... Other activities." She turned to face him. "I don't doubt the people who provide meals would turn any meat you wished to bring in, if you wanted to fight off some of the predators in the forest. Except Rancor meat." Her nose scrunched up, she was only a little surprised that none of the small brood they had there hadn't been in the fighting.
But only a little. The Force resistant creatures were probably resistant to whatever power the Man had too.
"Or perhaps there needs to be a council on how to get the world to turn again, so that we may see the sun again. You're strong, physically and in the Force, young, and wise, there is no reason you couldn't be part of it." He had come a very long way in the short time she had been tutoring him.