Micha arrived a moment after Kytana, ready to do what she could to help. While she'd taught any number of Jedi and magic users how to control and channel their gifts to more productive uses, she'd never dealt with a situation quite like this. Thankfully she wouldn't be trying alone, Kyt was with her on this. The other woman was much younger than her now but was still a powerful and experienced Force user in her own right. Legendary, even.
Like her friend she'd dressed in Jedi regalia, albeit a style nearly a thousand years later than Kytana's own. She'd long ago discarded coarse fabrics for smoother silks for her tunics, more comfortable for someone no longer used to wearing clothes all the time, but the outer robe was the same brown wool used by Jedi for millennia.
She nodded at Kytana with a smile and waited for the door to open.