Galen knew something was going on between his friend Jacen and Mara. Only a blind idiot would be foolish enough to not see it. But for Galen, it wasn't his place to stick his nose in. Oh he had no doubt it probably had to do with how Jacen viewed the Force and the things he'd done in his own time. But Galen was keeping himself out of it. Oh he agreed with Jacen. The entire Force should be used when fighting for good.
Looking at the time, Galen moved to his closet and looked at the hanging Jedi robes Kota had given him. He hadn't worn them much since coming to Lawrence. They made him stand out after all. But he debated wearing them. After a few minutes of internal debating, he opted for a pair of jeans he could move and fight freely in and a black shirt. Deciding to be prepared though, he packed up the robes into a backpack he had bought that contained a medkit he had assembled. He swung his jacket on then the pack before heading out to meet Mara.
The trip to the warehouse was uneventful. As he approached, he opened himself to the Force to see if he could sense Mara nearby. He could sense her inside and smiled some. He couldn't wait to learn more about the Force. Oh, he enjoyed the lessons Jacen shared with him and the discussions they had about the Force and what have you, but Galen wanted to know as much as possible. Knowledge was power.
The former apprentice to Darth Vader slipped into the warehouse and saw Mara looking around. Really, it was almost what he was use to training wise with Vader. An empty space, objects littered around to be used by him or at him. Still, he hoped it was suitable.